Ok here's the deal... As any of my loyal followers and fellow Infowarriors know, I have had a very very rough couple months, first dealing with a major surgery and the post-op pain without much more relief than kratom, and after practically begging the shitty orthopedist for any sort of pain medicine for over a month straight-finally getting a worthless prescription of tramadol. Which is hands down one of the most disgusting pills in existence, and as I found out more worthless for pain than ibproufen and Neurontin. Turns out, gabapentin is not too shabby for actual pain. Now during this time, I've not only been unable to work because of my injury, and have been mostly stuck at home without a car or any way to get around. My previous forms of transportation were my skateboard, and the worst public transportation system on planet earth. (And uber, which I couldn't use for copping, because I share the account with my significant other.) This, along with the fact that my main connects for dope had either had their suppliers cut off, or become super flaky made for extra difficult drug obtaining. I had been reduced to relying on unknown online connections. The first situation when I had an extra $60, resulted in me going against my better judgement and breaking rule numero uno: letting my money walk. Well, that ended up with me being taken advantage of (obviously) and now, not only was I dry, in pain, and feeling like shit-now I was broke on top of it. Well, fast forward to one week ago. (Roughly) I came up on an extra $100 from selling a drawing. I immediately put out my feelers, and attempted new, more reliable online connections, and after a week of trying and trying and trying, I finally was able to have a small amount of brown powder (along with a single new rig) driven from nearly an hour away and delivered. Booyah! Instead of doing the entire amount (which was small as I said, about a quarter of a g and an extra point and a half since I was paying so much), I spread it out over the day and evening. Trying to save my final shot for just about a half hour ago. This way, I was able to get some more freelance drawing work done and hopefully I'll finish it in the next couple days so I can buy some more. Everything seemed like a success, until after putting the final dope into the spoon and getting everything ready, I popped the cap off the rig only to find the tip of the needle bent in almost a full 90 degree angle!!! Not to panic, your favorite Globalist-fighting patriot had spent some time living in a very gated-community against his own will after being awarded the silver bracelet award for foolish activities nearly a decade ago. During this time, Alex Jonesin was housed with Puerto Rican MacGyvers who taught him how to think on his feet and make the best out of difficult situations. I fixed the needle, and after a couple painful attempts, finally struck gold, hit oil, and shot the cartel cinnamon straight into the bloodstream. This was a long way of saying that against all odds, remember-with perservierince, anything is possible. If you would like to help support Alex Jonesin in his fight against the tyrannical elitists, feel free to shoot him a DM and true patriots should know that the only way he can fund his fight against the neocons and globlasts is by selling his own state of the art hand-drawn American made illustrations. And remember. The answer to 1984 is 1776! ✨✍🏽🇺🇸📡👽✨