I was going to blog a totally different blog, and also post up something that my old pal Tom Glenn might appreciate, huh old pal, Congressman Andrews of 1975?
I am going to do an entirely different thing soon, and no longer about ever trying to prove what happened to me in 1969, 1990, 1994, 2011, but instead, hope and pray to the gods, that the PITSY NUMBER 5 year of soon to come thirty-one, will allow me to leave this dream I have been trapped in for more than 13,000 years. For now, this is all I can say, I am fighting to get out of this prison,and I must not piss off the mighty Goddess.
For all anyone knows, I may be in 2031 right now typing this. I must shut my freaking mouth if I know what's good for me, huh Wil Smith, YO?
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