The wheat beer I’ll never have again, unless, of course, it is the last beer on earth. Then I’m taking two.

There are exactly 12 days of Christmas left til the 25th so we’re gonna open the doors of perception here, kids and let’s tell the anointed to go ahead and anoint. The full moon tells us to spread love and wonderment. The time is upon us to consider who is this child who was supposedly born or not born, conceived not conceived, all I know is he went Keith Moon on the temple that was profiting from god. Who’s gonna bust that temple now?

Am I right 


Am I wrong