You know, between multiple mental illnesses, some of them terminal, I thought I couldn’t even tell what was raw dogging who anymore. But it turns out I’m handling reality pretty well, actually.

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When [the reappearance of zombie JFK] didn’t happen, Protzman’s conspiracies simply changed, and over the next 18 months he would alter and change his predictions to suit his needs and keep his followers on board. Ultimately he claimed that he was in direct contact with former President Donald Trump and that Trump was in fact JFK Jr. in disguise.

So It’s JFK Jr. wearing a Protzman mask and also moonlighting as Donald Trump, but only the evil one (Protzman) died, who repeatedly prophesied his hated good twin’s return for Evil Reasons, but then they both just stayed in hiding anyway to fuck with everyone.

You ever been assassinated so hard that your personality splits into two separate corporeal beings who are at secret war with each other, and then you return, ageless, from the grave to lead the opposite political party from the one you believed in, but you have to do it in a fat suit, communicating solely through numerology, while your evil self rides a dirt bike? I’d watch that.