An all-new book revealed private journals that detail a series of unusual and personal incidents from Robert F. Kennedy Jr.’s life, including an absurd scenario involving raccoon genitalia
Some unsuspecting rookie cop, paired up with the seasoned vet 6 days from retirement, is gonna kick through the rotten plywood wall of a shed in the middle of the ozarks, and stumble upon shelves full of jars. His preserved specimens, floating in a yellow green brine, meticulously labelled…
He has a torture shed in some remote location. No proof but wouldn’t be surprised the slightest.
Ties to Maxwell, confirmed on Epstein’s plane twice… Torture shed it is.
seen in pictures at least once with EPstein’s parties.
Some unsuspecting rookie cop, paired up with the seasoned vet 6 days from retirement, is gonna kick through the rotten plywood wall of a shed in the middle of the ozarks, and stumble upon shelves full of jars. His preserved specimens, floating in a yellow green brine, meticulously labelled…
“Whale brain chunks”
“Bear brain chunks”
“Raccoon dick”
Unfortunately, this disturbing find was merely the tip of the iceberg.
He named the raccoon’s penis “iceberg”?
How in thee hell do you think he preserved it for the trip home?