SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER 0610-B, HARRY CALLAS

SAFE JOURNAL, CHAPTER DCXX

SUPPLEMENTAL ENTRY

STARTING BLOG:

My git bag neighbors have been quite noisy this weekend. It should not require the mind of sir Stein, to figure out why. As David on Dark Shadows put it quite well when talking to little Amy, and mighty Barnabas chimed in as well on his tape recorder, the BRIGGBASE RESIDENTS have a strong motto that indeed, at times, “punishment is necessary”. It was obviously necessary for me, with a lot of noise from these jerk offs. They may or may not be in some huge direct conscious mind conspiracy, but I strongly urge my readers, to find the recent posts that I have put up by a great lady by the name of Delores Cannon. They are totally MUST VIEW items, or this starting blog won't make a lot of sense. Anyone who is not old enough to know better can relax, as even my own generation is clueless as to what really happened one day in the spring of 1971, as far as this television show was concerned. The know it all's will tell you that sir Frid went to Vaudeville, and yes he did, but nobody in Hollywood breaks contracts, and works too long afterward. This was a huge cover story, and even on the 21^st century re-airings, at the end; the writers would go out of their way to come on the Sci-Fi Channel and tell how this show was fun and fictional. Sure it was. But powerful truths exist inside any fiction, and when folks go out of their way to cover themselves with a direct message that this was all in fun, well, you be the judge, all the way to Copper Kettle fudge of Atlantic City, New Jersey. Personally, I know what I know, just as I know I was punished by Mister Hubcap Boom this weekend. Yes those Michael Landon Hammer-Man bosses, WOW, how in goddess's world could this dude have possibly known so much about poor little me? Hmmmm, well folks, how could so many other folks know as well. I will remember 2008 and my conversation with the Copyright Examiner for the next thousand ass years. You don't get a heart attack over a rotten little yellow sheet of paper, and also, I sent down fifty songs in a collection, but one seemed to grab their attention, big time, and could it be because yes indeed, she is Sarah, she is Stacey, and she is Jehovah Krassle? Well, She went out of HER way in the movie a short while later, to answer that question, right before a baby got born, weeee, this could get so good, if it just was not so dam late. What I need do right now is tell you, that you need not worry about CHAPTER 0610-A, at least for right now. The great HACKER has struck, and somehow, this file all re4ady exists, even though I have not typed it or done it yet. I went to save early on, and the dialogue box popped up, and the last blog was 0609, and when I typed in 0610, a rectangle prompt came up saying this file exists all ready, and do I want to write over it, so I clicked the NO BOX, as I do not know what the great HAMMER MAN has done to me yet, BOSS LANDON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Where are you and the BEAR when I fucking cunt need the two of you's for crissake???????????????????? WOW.

THIS BLOG IS ENDING FOR RIGHT NOW, SEE YOU IN DA'MOANIN' YO!