The waves danced across Lake Taneycomo like liquid ballerinas, and they paused their performance to pass me a soggy scroll that had this scrawled, “Tourists will trade their livelihoods to be entertained.” So I turned off the blaring pirouette music and let them rest their feet.

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Most people aren’t fortunate enough to know what the future looks like, but for Branson it looks fatter and older. Maybe hospital tourism is another way to attract a wider audience.

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Jacob, the son of Isaac, wasn’t the only man to wrestle with a being of light. I have grappled with a hologram, and I was victorious. A holographic entity is one FREE refill beyond gender fluid.

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I tried telling her, but she wouldn’t listen. I tried showing her, but she refused to see. I asked her what she thought, and she refused to say. That was the last time I ever spoke to Helen Keller.

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I often can’t remember where I’m at. I’m like that all the time. Not so much forgetful, but more futureful. For me, today is always tomorrow. To all the people who live in the moment I say: Stop living in the past.

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The profit Walmart made off this soda sale must be fat. I mean truly obese. That’s the sign of a healthy tourism economy.

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One cool thing about having visited The Future is I already know who wins every Presidential election. In 2020 and 2024 the winner is The Banksters. There is no election in 2028, as WWIII has destroyed everything in this country except one lone tourist in Branson, driving 15 MPH.

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I can appreciate the maxim “Get rich, or die trying,” because it’s a struggle to self-actualize, at least materially. But the motto for a soldier in the military may as well be, “Get The Banksters richer, and die.”

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I sing like a bird, like a canary in a coal mine. I wish I cleaner, more environmentally friendly voice, but when I croon like a Tesla it just sounds like spontaneous combustion.

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I am THE Rocky Balboa of the voting world, because I have been training and preparing for four years to change the world. Will I succeed? It will be a challenge, but by bubbling in my Presidential choice, I will save earth. Am I a hero? You decide. But a parade would be nice.

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The waves danced across Lake Taneycomo like liquid ballerinas, and they paused their performance to pass me a soggy scroll that had this scrawled, “Tourists will trade their livelihoods to be entertained.” So I turned off the blaring pirouette music and let them rest their feet.

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Most people aren’t fortunate enough to know what the future looks like, but for Branson it looks fatter and older. Maybe hospital tourism is another way to attract a wider audience.

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Jacob, the son of Isaac, wasn’t the only man to wrestle with a being of light. I have grappled with a hologram, and I was victorious. A holographic entity is one FREE refill beyond gender fluid.

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I tried telling her, but she wouldn’t listen. I tried showing her, but she refused to see. I asked her what she thought, and she refused to say. That was the last time I ever spoke to Helen Keller.

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I often can’t remember where I’m at. I’m like that all the time. Not so much forgetful, but more futureful. For me, today is always tomorrow. To all the people who live in the moment I say: Stop living in the past.

Like this:

The profit Walmart made off this soda sale must be fat. I mean truly obese. That’s the sign of a healthy tourism economy.

Like this:

One cool thing about having visited The Future is I already know who wins every Presidential election. In 2020 and 2024 the winner is The Banksters. There is no election in 2028, as WWIII has destroyed everything in this country except one lone tourist in Branson, driving 15 MPH.

Like this:

I can appreciate the maxim “Get rich, or die trying,” because it’s a struggle to self-actualize, at least materially. But the motto for a soldier in the military may as well be, “Get The Banksters richer, and die.”

Like this:

I sing like a bird, like a canary in a coal mine. I wish I cleaner, more environmentally friendly voice, but when I croon like a Tesla it just sounds like spontaneous combustion.

Like this:

I am THE Rocky Balboa of the voting world, because I have been training and preparing for four years to change the world. Will I succeed? It will be a challenge, but by bubbling in my Presidential choice, I will save earth. Am I a hero? You decide. But a parade would be nice.

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