My Great Father and Mentor picked pieces of me off the Autumn Laden streets of Manhattan at the turn of the Millenium, and with unconditional love, he sewed and stitched endlessly till I reached a dynamic relative measure of perfection. I am now a Porcelain Doll named Lockheed HayHeeHoo Macedon with potent insight on macroeconomics.
As I approach Stage 4 in the pre-death cycle, they have to cut off the voice... for those with ears, listen: Sponsors will not be pleased.
posted by Lockheed Hayheehoo Macedon @ 1:41 PM
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Censored? People say, if you don't love America, then get the hell out...well I love America
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