MORIANITY-4
SUPER
FUCKING BOTBAR TIMES TWO AND MPB 67% FOR FUCKING CUNT LAPPING MARCH,
A DEATH BLOW FOR ME
Well
folks, I AM A FUCKING DEAD MAN. A MAJOR
FUCKING SYSTEMS-CRASH, AND A LOSS OF 28 AND A HALF MOTHER FUCKING
UNITS TOOK PLACE, AND ALL BECAUSE THE WOMO-MILITUFORCE
DESTEROYED
MY WEEKEND AND DESTROYED MY FUCKING
LUCK-FORCE; exactly as that crooked bastard
gaming and entertainment giant DONALD TRUMP, knows works, had his
peeps stop me at his hotel that summer day in 1986, to ask me
shit about PARALLEL EVENT, and he has
been wiping me out continuously
ever since, so that I never can take any of his gaming chips away
from him. You would think he would do what other casinos do, just
mother fucking bar you from entering, but no, not poor me, not
Huntington mother fucking cursed little woe with me, no he has to
fucking get all of his buddies in the government and the military
service, to PERSECUTE AND ENDLESSLY PUMMEL AND HARASS ME UNTIL THE
FUCKING DIE THAT EITHER I DIE, OR THAT BAG OF MAGGOTS DOES. Now I am
4 and a half units behind where I was during the past SYSTEMS CRASH,
and I tried playing all afternoon long, on many wheels, and just keep
getting fucking cunt lapping hammered to
death!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This evil man is 1000 times more
sinister than the rest of the ENTIRE
MCGUIRE CLAN FROM HELL.
The
mother fucking cock sucking jerk off knows I have no legal way of
proving the dilemma that he and his pals have placed me in since
August 15 of 1986, nothing I have will stand up in court, other than
for a deathbed confession that came to me at a Publix Grocery Store a
short while back, that I feel is more hoax than real, and refuse to
get my fucking hopes up, as every single time I ever do, they are
fucking dashed into pure fucking dogshit. Fucking cunt lapping
Microsucks Hell-wrecker Spellchecker blows, I had to try lots of
combinations before I finally spelled the word 'dilemma' correctly,
it was of no help at all. What the fucking shit else is god dam new.
Well folks, I knew when I had the fucking ISIS revelation, I WAS A
SCREWED MOTHER FUCKER. After-all, look at how my life changed in
middle 2008 when I began to remember my relatives up on that mother
fucking island, and things went down hill real fucking fast from
there, and if anyone out here thinks that I'm enjoying one sick
twiste4d screwed up part of this shit with her and her teenaged
games, you're all as wrong as anti-rain,
BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEE.
(WATCH
THE DOW JONES FLY UP 1600
POINTS THIS WEEK).
How
about when Darius Evans was over here in late November somewhere, he
and his pals rap under the rapper name of ''DEEZY SLIM'', and have a
great and really cool Youtube page, and we went to type in at the
MICROSOFT GOOGLE WORLD OWNER/CONTROLLER INTERCONNECTED NETWORKING
COMPUTER SYSTEM, AT THE SEARCH BOX, JUST THE WORDS ''PHOTOS'', and
instantly what popped up without my ever ever ever Googling anything
about any of this, but ''Mariah Carey's Twins''. Then a few days
back, I typed in Godd, getting that far, and the entire box filled in
all by itself, adding in ESS ISIS, making GODDESS ISIS. THEY know
everybody's entire life, I have even heard that they read every piece
of our electronic mail so that they can target their advertising
towards things we do and talk about online. Is this going too far?
Well peeps,m I really am not a very good judge, and you will all need
to make these wise or unwise choices all for yourselves someday, most
likely a day when it will all be way too late, Ernie Isis Merker, but
that said and aside, YO, I cannot speak, as I AM way too fucking
prejudice on the subject of freedom. I will not USE A CELL PHONE, I
WILL NOT JOIN THIS SOCIAL MEDIA EXPLOSION OF F,T,Y, ETCETERA, and
will have all my fucking lousy junk off the system when I can pay to
have my pal Ryan over at Bon Jovi's place, the Avalon Studio of PSL,
Florida, and pay for my CD of the fisherman song done almost a year
ago now, called, ''You'll Be Crossing Over''. I just mailed in my
final 72nd automobile payment, this leaves me with 2,900
dollars annually now, to save for a Chapter-7-Bankruptcy; and go get
my final project from the Avalon Studio. There will be no more music
ever done by me. My art is private, and is my own fucking cunt
business. Aniha to the standards of this new age messy world and 21st
century, it stinks and sucks anyway, or as Red
John might put it in the case of my kid, a cheap techno-pop
imitation, that was not appreciated by her; so it
will all be coming down. The old days when these kind of
things were interesting, is gone and over; and I
must now move into these new times, lest I mother fucking perish
from the face of the Earth. I will say that my overnight sent letter
to the State AG Office, did the trick with my blogger
account, FOR
NOW. I
HATE
YOU
SATAN.
WATCH THAT DOW JONES FLY AND FLY AND FLY, MY GINA!!!
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