Think about how dangerous it is to look like a random Johnson guy. Random people that don’t actually exist and are never seen anywhere. Random people that are always in one location together.

Either a Casino or a random event. What the fuck is wrong with all these people. At a Costco once serving samples and then is never seen again like a roach. A idiot roach rat that is seen once at a Costco in Fremont, Ca then runs away scared for his life never to be seen again.

When I think of Johnson, I think of a clown that works at Fremont, CA Costco for one day. Then scurries off like a scared rat or roach never to be seen ever again.

[Cont] I think I will rape or murder the daughters of the Raytheon company. Because Johnson is a god, because he’s a random fat guy that worked at a Costco for one day and then scurried off like a scared roach.