KING NEBNOOSHOO, SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0416

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0416

KING NEBNOOSHOO ON A FRIDAY MORNING

BLOG SUBTITLE NUMBER FOUR:

“NO AQUARIUMS, TUESDAYS, OR SUICIDE CARRIER BOMBERS”

TEOHIV/TMCAM/MORPRO

WORLD LABORATORIES OF 2299 SBT DATFILE:

CH-0416-050412.148

© MARK WAYNE MOHR OF HAMMONTON, NEW JERSEY

BEGINNING TRANSMISSION:

I took some siege yesterday, Thursday. There were a lot of chemtrails in the sky, and some utility persecution, noises through the telephone that is a relatively new harassment given me over the past 15 months give or take, and never back in New Jersey, only here in Florida. It's only a matter of time before major PC commences since this does not want to mother flaking back off. The exploratrons have taken the neighbor visitation, and just simply freaking moved it up to the sky pilots, and into the peeps dreaming they are in charge of communications, still, CAN YOU HELP ME A LITTLE BIT HERE, OLD BUDDY, MISTER MCDOWELL FROM THE EARLY SEVENTIES IN HNJUSA? Tanks!!!!!!!!! Well you ever forget old Dan Mackey, well 25 was old to us then, WOW, are things relative. He used to say, someday you'd grow up and be a man. Man, and not only that but the Chairman of the Board of the FCC. How many Robert McDowell's moved to fort Wayne, Indiana in late 1973, YO?

I am tired and need to crash, along with a lot of the sky persecutors, so this will really be a tweet, but it will be a whopper of a tweet, and a real treat too for the non Elmer Fudd peeps out here, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, here we go.

Mack Kaiter, my old counselor from Northeast, how are you doing buddy? I know why I was sent to the camp, your cousin really tried. There are a lot of HM Makers, Removers, and Observers, are there not? No0 other explanation. Have you run into dick head Slocum? Who am I to talk, well, slow to figure things out aniwho. That particular parallel universe seems to be ten years off, I new it in '86 when Jimmy Carter was still the President. Yes I'm dead all right, and have been for a long freaking time, weird beach birds and all, BRO.

As for pilots that not only fly at crash level, but fly into the Naval Carriers, without my famous 1983 sound effects, Copyright Office; wow, and I thought I had figure out Angela and Donna and the Twin towers, and have come to realize just today that I sure wish I could upload all of this to the future great game on the internet, ® MKSG. PEE, you are the most special coed on the planet, and I know you will complete your great invention soon, and find away to escape the fields and get down to my place in Florida. How would the great Donna say it, with or without Angela or golden chains, “It's just a matter of time”? Oh well, I do not disagree with you beautiful ex-meat packer from Boston. Angels and ministers of grace defend me, with or without Shakespeare and his marvelous and wonderful Hamlet; right Great Aunt Maud Huntington Benjamin?

LSS world, I don't need my future gaming software to figure it all out, it just would help. I think many people who are not believed would want to play the game, huh David Hennessy Collins Lambrigger? Just when you think you have all of the perfect and precious answers in 1983 or even up in 2012, boom, along comes, not Diana, but more Comocosi pilots, and hyperspace daughters, and maybe, if unlucky enough, resurrected mothers with even more hypothetical daughters to hurt me with. There are times when I wonder if there are not really four entrances into your great gateway, Robert McGuire, the fourth one near Wall Street, where's the sound EFX when I need them. I can just tune back to early morning on nine eleven one, I suppose. Aniwho, I'm signing off Mack and Mackey, you guys really 'ROCK'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONIC, YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO AND YOU KNOW WHEN TO DO IT, MEEKER STATE ELVIS FORCE FAKE BADGE PULL OVERS AND BRENDA MOORE HICKEY PLAYERS, OUCH ROSEANN, YO!!!

PLEASE HELP ME PEE. UNTRAP CODE CG-18. No more errors.

END TRANSMISSION, PEEPS!