a reply to:
BringMeThanos
Maxine Waters. She must be the one who was Hitler's handler. Think about it;
Waters = Titanic, right? Look at the water. And she's going down
like the Titanic! Yeah!
Merkel? What does
mer mean in French? That's right,
sea! Angela Merkel is the "
C" that the "Titanic" is "sailing" on. Or
more like...
*C*eiling on, am I right, huh? So Q is telling us that he is "sealing the fate" of Angela Merkel, noice! You know, he's...
SEALing it.
Now, what happened when the Titanic went down? That's right, the
ceiling turned into the floor. So was there in fact... flooring in the water?
Like... fluor-ine (
fluorine) (in) the water?? German for fluorine is
fluor. Coincidence?
I think not. What are the odds; fluor
and fluorine, almost the same word, plus fluor really sounds a lot like floor too?
Now, some you may have heard about the
Philadelphia Experiment; another ship sunk by Angel Merkel. But most people think Maxine Waters was born
in St. Louis, but she is in fact a native of Philadelphia. (
Spirit of Saint Louis; a plane sunken by Angela Merkel, coincidence?
Spirit of
Philadelphia; a boat sunken in 2009, ten years after 9/11;
9-10-11)
So what is the connection between
Waters and
Air? Well, let me briefly lay out some details of
Maxine's personal history, if you
would sit down and take a minute to listen:
Mrs. Waters was in fact
born and raised in West Philadelphia. As a teen she would spend most of her days on the playground outside of the
school, where the local kids could spend their day with Maxine relaxing and playing basket ball, just chilling,
all cool. But the neighborhood
had a couple of guys who were up to no good, they started making trouble in that urban area, as is often the case unfortunately in majority black
districts. So they got into one minor confrontation and Maxine's mother was scared and she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in
Bel-
Air". Maxine begged and pleaded with her for several days, but her mother packed her suitcase and sent her on her way. She gave her a kiss
and then she gave her her ticket. She put her Walkman on and said "I might as well kick it." First class, yo, this is bad, drinking orange juice out
of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hmmm, this might be all right. But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, and
all that. Is this the type of place that they should sent this cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there. I hope they're prepared for the
Prince of Bel-Air.
Well, uh, the plane landed and when I came out, there was a dude looked like
a cop standing there with my name out. I ain't trying
to get
arrested yet, I just got here! I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared, I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license
plate said 'Fresh' and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare. But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo holmes, to
Bel-Air!"
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo holmes, smell ya later". Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit
on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.
The truth would put 99% of people in the hospital.
Yeah yeah, we can't handle the truth, I think this is plainly obvious after 9 months of nothing.