Paul McFarlane unfilterd

Hello, my name’s Paul McFarlane. You don’t know me, unless you’ve seen the latest, soon-to-be-released monstermegamothahflickin’ indie “Buddy, coming of age?” flick from Gemini Productions, unlimited and locally owned,

THE BUCKET LIST CALIBER ROAD TRIP

will soon be coming to you in the form of a book. That’s right, I said B-O-O-K. Pick one up and read it sometime.

You’ll be glad ya did.

My motto is, get this, <HACK!> uh… <throat-clearing> pardon me…<hocks a loogie>.....my..my motto, uh...is…??? Shit, what’s my motto? Anyone? Seriously?

Hey, guys, here’s a thought…. What if we’re running an underground medical marijuana distribution network? No, David, hear me out for once, okay? Thank you! ...a medical marijuana distribution network to get POT TO THE POOR! <that’s POOPR.COM> Think about it and get back to me.

Alternatives. That’s our theme, People, right there. O, Lord, I think I may be GAY! Imagine, finding that after all these years…..

The Good Old Days and the dilapidated infrastructure by which it stands -- one nation... among many with misery and injustice for all -- is crumbling around our ears, pardon the cliche. Grids are going glitchy, moments before going out, and the surface of the Earth rumbles with the Dance of the Macy’s Christmas Sale searchlights brushing randomly over Her face.

Questions? You got questions? Anyone? Seriously? That's my time, thank you, we'll be here all week, take care now, bye.

Where were you born?

I’m a Ding Dong Daddy from Dumas, baby! June 5th, 1948. I never open Birthday or other greeting cards that don’t contain money or reloadable plastic, okay? Save us both some time and trouble down the road, right up front. SHOTGUN!!

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