Where did everything go so wrong?

Where did everything go so wrong?

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He got married

When you made this post.

there's this thing called ageing

What do you mean, you autistic fuck?.

Look at him

That's his wife, right? Fucking hot

yeesh, that shirt is enough to turn the freaking frogs gay

bet he never imagined he'd become an anime character
youtube.com/watch?v=0p7XRac0xgs

The wife that divorced him and took the kids? I figured she'd look like a shorter, fatter Alex.

think that's the new replacement wife

He probably is bill hicks tbqh famalam

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Hard core marijuana addiction that allowed his gaze to pierce through the shroud of globalist lies. It is a gift and a curse.

I'd snort some caveman bone broth and dive right into those khazar milkers.

Unfiltered water did this

Is that Bill Hicks?
They got a little over-zealous on the eyebrow, that didn't happen until Jr. High.

The old guy is the actor the replaced the original AJ.

Here's the give away:
Young AJ hair parted to the right
Actor AJ left hair part

Probably had something to do with all the black pills he took during his first career as a subversive stand up.comedian.

Ex gets $43k/month alimony.
>twitter.com/AlexJones_Ex

ALEX JONES IS BILL HICKS

barium in the water

First pic is shoop

Lizardmen have been micro poisoning him with estrogenic radiation for decades. There isn't enough Super Male Vitality in the world to counteract it.

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he's just making money on you
do you think he is care about you?
ofc not
just money

He grew up and found out how to make money off weak gullible people.

Alex Jones has a way of sounding interesting and smart even though he barely knows the theory or facts that he brings up.

Flouride in the water. Too much soy.

is that real?????

op op op opopoptimum levels

big if trueblue

What are you talking about? He looks fine.

>$43k/month alimony
Fuck that he should hire a hitman

they call him chad jones

Grabbed too much pussy

Fuck. I mean, that's a awful thing to say. But he could probably hire 2 dozen street nogs for a month and a half worth of alimony. That bitch better have a deadman switch to release Alex screaming in babies faces or something.

Sometime around this

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When did sweden go wrong?
Oh thats right because you worry about a factual radio host more than your countrys rape epidemic

>mfw captain sweden saves the day

Captain sweden save us

Proof right here, anons

This is my favourite video of Alex Jones - youtube.com/watch?v=dahQCEzjkfM

It's from ~17 years ago and he really hasn't changed.

>Where did everything go so wrong?

Having tens of millions of $ is going "wrong"?

The moment he finished his show with this:

The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it's very brightly colored, and it's very loud, and it's fun for a while. Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, "Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?" And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, "Hey, don't worry; don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride." And we … kill those people. "Shut him up! I've got a lot invested in this ride, shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry, look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real." It's just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok … But it doesn't matter, because it's just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love.

The real Alex Jones was replaced by stand-up comedian Bill Hicks.

If Alex lost like 60-70 pounds he'd be a very handsome guy

I will never understand that they look literally nothing alike.

i think you mean "where did everything go so right?"

Jones has interviewed Bill Hicks.

has no one checked out his berlin restaurant? I never saw this one.

Serving size: 1 dropper

1 dropper = 41,665% of your daily reccomended value.

wtf?

>Jones has interviewed Bill Hicks

I would like to see a source on that. Bill Hicks "died" in 1993. If Alex Jones intereviewed him, he would have been younger than 19.

I look at Alex Jones in this video:

youtube.com/watch?v=ADfERTgwOOY

vs this video:

youtube.com/watch?v=wbRJt6iKCc8

and I have to question if this is the same man.

Also, what about Kevin Booth? Who is the manager for Infowars and also happened to be best friends with Bill Hicks.

My uncle was friends with him in school. My dad knew him too. Both like him.

maybe they are twins but I don't see them as same person. They are pretty different.If they are same I am going to need a source.

if you die a virgin there will be terrorist waiting for you in hell

>twitter.com/AlexJones_Ex

as a child affected by narcissistic abuse, I will have to side with the ex wife. Alex Jones is obviously a manipulative delusional paranoid fucktard.

Autism causes face-blindness. They are very clearly not the same person.

>twitter.com/AlexJones_Ex
making money off being the ex

No, it's Sommer Ray's mom. Not related to Alex whatsoever.

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He was so sexy when he was younger. His lucky bitchy wife probably had the best sex ever with him.

You should be asking
>where did everything go so right?

If Alex Jones is so red pilled, why is he so fat? Checkmate, globalists.

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That's a cool shirt.

Also, his rant today was totally dog whistling (((jews))) as the enemy.

XD

I'll opt for a female suicide bomber, thanks.

No joke, imagine how great they must be in bed... imagine the passion she'd put into babymaking for the caliphate and keeping her higher half happy so he won't find a prettier wife.

This actually makes perfect sense to me

A lot of it is stuff I could never find the specifics out but it holds together to what history and reality is.

yeah but you have to share her with a bunch of other virgin males

>Where did everything go so wrong?
He's a stupid faggot that bought into his own snake oil bullshit. His kidneys look like golf balls by now

damn he used to look like Anders Breivik

Does anyone here have the Huma nudes?

Astute point, but I was referring to this world.

If we would be male houris and the hadith literature is correct, one of us would be more valuable than the world and everything in it. We'd put their stay home Chad on Earth to shame lol

Pls pls pls pls. Not even because she's that hot, but because she's obviously Hillary's exotic piece. The Huma-Hillary fanfic where she's eating Hildog out and silently finding her happy place and focusing on her spy mission would be welcome too.

you could ask her on instagram see if she wants to get back at her husband

What did he say?

No wonder he plugs products constantly, gotta fund that alimony war.

When he sold out to the Jews

> Oh nevermind, I found some lol

Huma seamlessly gathered every piece of information necessary for her boss. She entered Hillary's office again, striding by the campaign staff, unfazed by their looks and murmurs. She entered Hillary's office and locked the door behind her. Hillary sat at her desk, eyes furrowed behind her phone screen, drinking vodka from one of the crystal glasses that usually adorned her intricate bookshelf. "Huma. It's so good to finally see you", she said while removing her glasses. Huma approached Hillary, "I just came to drop off these reports". In one callous motion, she placed down a stack of papers and started towards the door. "Could you stay a minute?"

Huma turned on her heel and sat down on the leather couch beside the desk, trying to remain far from her boss.

Hillary stood up and walked to the front of her desk, leaning back against it, her blonde hair perfectly coiffed, her deep red suit crisp and unaffected. Hillary took a sip of her drink let out a heavy sigh.
Huma snapped, "Do you need something from me?"
"No, but I barely saw you today", she said while maneuvering with her drink, "It's just nice to see you. I needed to see you".
Although Hillary sounded tender, Huma remained professional and vague. She knew what Hillary needed, and it wasn't words. But Huma was not going to succumb to her boss again. "I know things aren't looking good but this guy is an idiot. You have nothing to worry about", she said, trying her best to avoid Hillary's gaze.
"Huma!" Hillary said, laughing from a place of confusion more than laughing because it was funny. She continued, "Americans are stupid. It's exactly why France and Russia don't like the US. This country is spearheaded by these sniveling bastards who hate women, even when they're being blown by them. That's still not what I want to talk about". Her statement made it clear her boss had a couple of drinks. Oftentimes, this was how it beg

hay you'd sell your mother for some jew pussy

Hillary placed her glass down. She continued softly, "We haven't really been alone together since that night at the DNC". She made her way to behind the couch where Huma sat. Hillary began to stroke Huma's hair. Huma knew that no matter what state Hillary was in, she was always smooth in her mannerisms. Always deliberate. Hillary's familiar hands caressed her dark mane, touching the base of Huma's neck, sending shivers through her body.
Huma tried her best to sound firm, "Hillary"
"Huma"
Hillary was either mocking her, or didn't care. She continued to stroke her hair.
"We said we weren't going to do this anymore", Huma said, still facing forward.
"Oh please, Huma. I love you. I just know when it's wise and when it's not possible - or right - to act on it"
"So this timing is appropriate? With our staffers outside the door? This reads as an act of weakness"
Hillary let out a hearty laugh, "Weakness? Huma, you know exactly what to say".
She stopped petting Huma's hair. The dark haired woman still stared straight ahead, trying her best to ignore Hillary. She wanted to comfort her, touch her, lie next to her, fuck her. But the last time they slept together, they were dangerously close to getting caught. They agreed not to do it again, especially with the general election being so close. Huma tried to keep her distance from Hillary, which was especially impossible given the timing. They commuted together, had nearly all meals together, slept in the same quarters, and Huma oftentimes stayed at Hillary's home just outside the city-all more so than usual. Huma was okay with the terms of their agreement, relationship, lack-thereof, the secrecy. That was how it began for them.

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But it grew into something more over the years, and Hillary often acknowledged that their teamwork had a huge part in their success, she felt it was a testament to how well they worked together. When Hillary won any feat, she knew it was through her own merits and intelligence, but always shared her reverie with Huma.

Hillary walked back to her desk and leaned against it, facing Huma stridently. She was impossible not to look at. Huma knew Hillary was expended by the past few weeks. Yet she stood there, strong as ever and seeking solace in only her. Huma looked back at Hillary, her stance already weakened by the sheer presence of her boss. Hillary was being tender and funny, her usual self before they became intimate, and she knew that soon they'd be in each other's arms.

Hillary looked back at her with an emotion she couldn't make out, tapping her fingers against the desk. Hillary broke the silence, "Huma, please come here". Huma stood up and slowly walked over to Hillary, stopping in front of her. Huma moved closer, enclosing her boss against the desk. Towering over her, she placed her hands atop Hillary's. Huma pressed herself against Hillary, and leaned in to kiss her, their lips touching gently. Huma was greeted with soft traces of her tongue that quickly turned into a sloppy, heated kiss as Hillary pulled Huma into herself longingly. Huma broke the kiss, leaving Hillary slightly out of breath, Huma's lipstick streaked across her face. Huma walked behind the desk and sat down in Hillary's chair, "Come here, Hillary". She followed Huma's request, "Yes ma'am". She hovered above Huma for a second before bending down for a kiss. Huma's lips greeted hers with warmth and hunger, the warm heat of their tongues darting around artlessly, both fighting for the lead. Hillary grasped at the sides of Huma's face to pull her closer. Huma pulled away for air as Hillary hastily fumbled to unbutton Huma's shirt.

Significant, if partisan.

Thanks dude, I appreciate it.

Leave it to the fucking internet to satisfy my Hillary Huma fanfic cravings. I wonder who writes these, they're quite long and thought out scenarios

sounds like faggotry to me, whatever floats your boat

> muh free cuntry

u mad?

Actually no, I'm getting off to the story so far... Erotic literature has a way off getting me off more than porn when I'm not touching myself.

I said the last post as a pun, actually.

best I can do sry

ageing is a preventable diseases

Haha thanks.

Mr. Danger has non allure to me; I loved when Trump called him a perv XD

>Wrong
You mean right?

>marijuana addiction
>addiction

Oh hello, Mr. President.

Dude her husband and Hillary cheated on her nonstop..she fuggin sucks