KevinTheSkullAnderson

I think we know where this is going.

Christ can’t redeem my filthy soul fast enough.

I see nothing in me anymore but my external vision is timelessly beautiful.

Haven done this $#1+ in a while.

Alternative Title: Another Memoji Experiment From Hell.

Give my apologies to Jacques Offenbach and Orpheus. Also, I did some commentary during the stream but forgot to turn my mic on. Sorry about that. In any case, I think it worked out, and I hope you guys think the same. And for the actual cover itself plus bass guitar, I have a FurAffinity page usernamed KevinTheSkullAnderson that has a music folder within my gallery. Can-Canning Straight To Hell - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49852462/

Here goes something.

The most common feeling amongst most people is that they think they’re not good enough; I can never escape that feeling, and so the only way for me to offset that is by talking to myself and working constantly. My struggle is about as real as yours, but I’ll leave it up to you to make sense of it. Tell me what you think of what I said in this episode of Talking to Myself News and I won’t forget to respond. Also, reach out to me on Instagram, DeviantArt, Facebook, Outlook or wherever else I happen to be active. #ThisIsReality

In ten seasons of doing this show (yes, I have no proper intro) I never imagined life would be this easy for me. The normalization of Kevin Thomas Anderson continues on November 11th, Veteran’s Day, with three new episodes.

Here’s a taste of what you may experience in this season of STL. Season 16 drops Christmas Sunday 2022.

A fine night’s work from Friday evening, and what an evening that one was. C:

As you may imagine, I am just going along with it. I’m just going along. I’m going with it. I’m just going. God knows why, because I couldn’t care to anymore. Some questions aren’t worth an answer. But, as you can tell in my stream this evening taking care of animals is not much easier than parenthood. I’m essentially just doing my best to care for animals I don’t own, and though I don’t feel right about it I take remarkable care for them. Chihuahuas aren’t necessarily all that smart, but they know to piss and shit just like us humans; German Shepherds are lost and directionless and cannot be unsupervised for more than a few hours or they’ll tear into whatever suits their fancy. They are all the closest things to a kid of my own that I will ever get, and I honestly don’t mind one bit; the same for the cats, chickens, fish and crabs I care for. The most frustrating thing about my existence is that I have all the talent in the world but zero coordination or ability to understand that what I have done for a living for the last decade is actually all I am good for. As a man with Asperger’s, AD/HD, Oppositional Defiance, chronic depression, a bad case of generalized anxiety, a mild case of mental retardation according to an IQ test I took around 1998 or 1999, a very likely case of Savantism which my sister is sure I have but hardly anyone else and a lifetime of bad luck I somehow manage to lead a decent life, and I’m still in the fight. As I have admitted in the past, my decision making skills are not all that great, and I’m not equipped to work under pressure (literally, at all). I’m sure that I know what I’m capable of, however, and I know that there are a few people in my circle of friends and family who have seen that in me over the course of my life. I pick up the shit, take the piss, clean both and carry on with the day; on that alone my calling cards in life are all I need, and I have to think that’s enough. To summarize, I have no reason not to believe that my only affordable means of therapy is not by getting help from others, but from helping others in being of good service to them and making their lives a bit easier even if mine becomes harder. The fact stands: by embarking upon my talents, doing household chores and caring for animals, I have found myself in a way that few people may want to fathom. That’s what I am on this planet for, and I refuse to let anyone spend their hard earned money trying to impress me with gifts that I probably may not even need. At the start of 2023 I fully intend to do these videos here on Rumble for a bit of money. I won’t ask anyone to pay me more than a dollar a month to watch my videos here as I intend to upload at least once a week if I can help it. I have a CashApp just for that, so if you want to pay me a little bit so that you can stretch a buck well enough, all you need to do is ask me in the comments box below for my CashApp handle; I am okay with telling you.

Same thing, different day.

We know the answer to life’s most important question.

Too many levels of meme here. Thanks to Infographics, Mel, Tourettes Guy and J. Robert Oppenheimer for the backing of the video (no, not financially). It cost me nothing.

Memoji, Mel, Leon, Myself and Hanmer are at it again.

Blanc, Schlesinger, Stalling, Hanmer and the Super Mario Brothers get no respect.

A new segment where the AI is animated and the same me is there in a more cartoony form.

Me showcasing my Mel Blanc way of looking at things. Courtesy of Schlesinger, Mel and Memoji. Animation by AI.

Yes, this is all in shot.

In one decade, I managed to make my own life in a way that so many people struggle to do in eight decades. I don’t think of it as anything special.

I’m not special. I’m special needs, but only because the needs I have are only attainable if I can go out there myself and work for it.

It figures. We want to forget that Aunt Jemima existed, but we can’t forget her way of cooking but not her name? I have every right to question our world as it stands now, because we should all strive for simplicity soon enough anyway.

We Americans are completely retarded. We are the only country in the world who can spend ten years fiscal budget on 20,000,000 illegal immigrants given half a million dollars each to commit all the crimes in the book with free housing, tech and education but not to spend seven nights a week listening to two hours of music in public at more than 65 decibals. I think I’ll move to North Korea when Kim Jong-Un’s sister Yo-Jong takes over.