***''SUPER
SUPER MOTHER FUCKING BOTBAR AND SIEGE''***
I
AM UNDER A MOTHER FUCKING CUNT LAPPING DEATH SIEGE FROM THE
WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE, W-H-O ~~~ E-L-S-E?
HUGE
CHEMTRAILS ARE SWALLOWING UP THE SKIES ALL DAY OVER MY TOWN OF
FUCKING CUNT EATING FORT PIERCE, FLOWERS FLORIDA, USA EARTH, SOL,
MILKY WAY G THIS UNIVERSE IN FIFTH DIMENSIONAL HYPERSPACE, AND MOST
LIKELY FUCKING VIGINTILLIONS OF OTHERS WHERE I AM UNDER THIS DEATH
HELL, NOT ALL FOLKS, THERE ARE PLACES WHERE I AM ON TOP OF THE SHIT
EATING FUCKING WORLD, BUT NOT FUCKING HERE YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!
I
went out to do what the resident manager, Debbie Marotto told me to
do, and got nowhere, but this is nothing, N—O—T--H--I--N--G. I AM
BEING TREATED LIKE SHIT AND NO ONE WILL HELP ME, AND I HAVE LOST MY
BENEFITS, AND PLAN TO DRIVE TO THE STATE CAPITOL AND CAMP OUT ON THE
FUCKING STEPS THERE, GET ARRESTED, AND GET MY STORY IN THE MOTHER
FUCKING NEWSPAPER. You want to play games with mother fucking cock
sucking me, you fucking filthy diseased jerk offs, then fine, I'll
play, and at your level, you rotten mother fucking
OTAMMITES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHERE
ARE YOU DIANA ZUUDLOCRONESSIA ARTEEMIS WHEN YOUR LITTLE FREAKING BOY
NEEDS YOU SO MUCH, AWESOME GIRL??????????????
WHEN
THE CAT'S AWAY, ….....
''Me
from 1985'', I'm Criana for Diana, oh precious sweet Diana, you have
gone away, no matter what I do you will not stay. I try so hard every
night and every day, but no matter what I do you went away. Come back
to me LIGHTNING!!!!!!!
©
THESE LYRICS ARE COPYRIGHT, ME, IN EARLY 1985.
COME
ON DIANA, GOD DAM IT, HELP, YO.
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OLD PAL, MIKE MCNULTY, YO!
DECEMBER
26, 2013,SUPER SUPER BOTBAR!!
THURSDAY
AFTERNOON AT 2:47
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 77 DEGREES FNHT.
IT
FUCKING FEELS 172.
TITLE
OF THIS SERIES OF BLOGS:-------
“THE
MAGIC TOOL THAT CAN PREDICT DOW JONES
PRICES WITH 80%+ ACCURACY, ENDLESSLY, AND IS MY
PERSECUTION, IN THE UNITED STATES; SINCE THIS BEGAN
IN 1986”
“47
PERCENT BOTBAR MPB
I
DON'T THINK SO, IT IS WAY IOVER FUCKING FIFTY PERCENT MPB NOW!!!
Good
day people. I TOLD FUCKING YOU THAT THE DOW JONES STOCK MARKET WOULD
BUST INTO 16,000 POINTS. NOW DO YOU BELIEVE ME?????????
Thank
the great state of Missouri and
their great Disbelievers Club, for this; my friends!!
EVERY
DAY, RECORD HIGHS!!!!!!!
DON'T
EVER FUCKING BELIEVE A GOD DAM CUNT SUCKING THING I EVER SAY LADIES
AND GENTLEMEN, I ONLY PREDICTED THIS HUGE GIANT STOCK RALLY, AND WAS
TOTALLY FUCKING ASS CORRECT, SCREW FUCKING ME, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!
OK
HERE IS THE MOTHER FUCKING SHITUATION GOOD
PEEPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE BEEN TOTALLY SCREWED AND GIVEN A
RUN AROUND, AND EVERYBODY HATES ME AND WILL NOT HELP ME WITH MY
BENEFITS, SO I AM PUTTING A CUNT EATING LETRTER OF COMPLAINT IN THE
MAIL TO THE GOVERNOR OF FUCKING FLORIDA FOR THE MISTREATMENT OF THOSE
WITH SPECIAL FUCKING EDUCATIONAL NEEDS WHO CANNOT WORK INTERNET AND
COMPUTERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS ABSOLUTE MOTHER FUCKING
DISCRIMINATION, AND I WILL CALL EVERY ATTORNEY IN THE TELEPHONE
FUCKING BOOK BEFORE THIS IS ALL DONE AND OVER WITH, MOTHER
FUCKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Florida
Attorney
General
Pam
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know you are doing your best to watch over me, AG Mizz Bondi, thank
you. Feel free to contact the Wirtz detectives in Camden County in
New Jersey, Ron Senior knows my problem is all real, but his hands
are tied, I am quite sure that you know what I mean. PLEASE
HELP ME, PLEASE!!!!!!!
NOT
ONE FUCKING CUNT EATING SOUL CARES ABOUT ME OR MY HELL, THEY WATCH
AND ENJOY IT AS THEY WOULD A FUCKING SYFY SHOW, SAYING TO EACH OTHER,
''MORE POPCORN'' YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well fine and
dandy as there is one last laugh on these cock sucking dirty rotten
pricks, and that is this folks:
When
I am finally dead and buried and gone, YOU WILL NOT ONLY EVER FIND A
REPLACEMENT FOR ME WHO IS ANYTHING LIKE ME AND WHO COULD HOLD UP SO
LONG AND WELL AGAINST TOTAL SCUMBAG GARBAGE CHEWERS LIKE YOU ALL, BUT
YOU WILL LOOK BACK AND WONDER WHY YOU FINISHED ME OFF SO SOON, AS
NOW, I AM NOT HERE ANYMORE FOR YOU TO MOTHER FUCKING KICK THE SHIT
AROUND, NO MORE ME, NO WASY TO REPLACE ME, NEVER, AND WHEN YOU
REALIZE THIS, AND AS MY KID PUT IT ON HER WEBSIDE A WHILE BACK, ''IT
WILL BE TOO LATE''. SOME MESSAGES REALLY ARE MEANT TO BE THAT WAY,
ISIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES, WHAT WILL THEY FUCKING DO WHEN I AM DEAD AND
GONE AND COMMIT SUICIDE TONIGHT AND THEY NO LONGER HAVE ME TO FUCK
WITH, PRESIDENT OBAMA, SIR???????????????????????????
HELP ME PEE, YOU'VE BEEN OUT OF HERE SINCE MARCH 29, and now it is NOVEMBER 15.
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CLAIMANT NAME: MARK WAYNE MOHR
ALSO,
WHY
DID THEY DO THIS TO ME, ERNIE MERKER?
MARK
WAYNE MOHR, AND HIS BLOG
This
scum bag PUBLIC HOUSING BUILDING SUCKS. They hate me and treat me
like trash. They fuck with me, lie to me, and I must now leave here
when my lease is up if I do not take my fucking life today or
tonight, governor Scott, and Mister President Obama,
sirs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IN
THE CUNT SUCKING MOTHER FUCKING MONTH OF DECEMBER, I AM NOW HOLDING
13 BOT AND 13 BNOT-BOT DAYS, EVERY OTHER DAY AVERAGED OUT IS
MONSTROUS, WICKED, AND HORRENDOUS. THIS TRANSLATES INTO A 50%
MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE BOTBAR OR MPB.
I
am not going to bother telling you all the details, or posting the
charts. It is 1997 all cunt lapping over again, WAY TOO DEPRESSING,
and for those too fucking dumb to see parallels here, other shit in
and from this rotten fucking time period, and the Callio clan of
WASHCLOTHS, WASHBURNS, and no god dam fucking WATSON CLUES or SUPER
BABYLONIAN SLEUTHS, or nights out at the movies back in fucking cunt
eating 1972, well, then stay dumb, stay young, stay full of fucking
cum, and also, when the real desire strikes someday to gain some
inside cosmic wisdom, to quote my miserable daughter, it just very
well might be way too
late!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FOR
THOSE WHO ENJOY PHOTOGRAPHING AND POSTING SHIT TO SOCIAL GARBAGE
FUCKING MEDIA SITES SUCH AS YOUTUBE AND MANY OTHERS, JUST COME TO MY
TOWN OF FORT PIERCE, REAL DAM SOON, YOU WILL SEE A REAL FUCKING SITE
TODAY, YO YO YO YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
person who is hurting me most in this building, is that miserable
fucking Tom. He has done a lot of evil shit to me, and I am going to
get out of here before he and his jerk off monster fucking friends,
can keep their rotten antics up. I won't bore you with the details,
it would take all afternoon to tell what these monsters have done to
me, and the lies they told me, when I asked for just the smallest bit
of help in getting my benefits restored. I don't belong in this
fucking ghetto, and this is their way of letting old honky me know
it, but I am not as stupid as many out here wish I fucking ass was. I
know you are doing this shit to me through your pipeline and thug
friends and that dirt bag music world. I know you for exactly who and
what you are, names as Shakespeare says, are totally fucking
'meaningless and moaningless'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
knew after being up and awake less than a small fraction of a cunt
lapping hour, this day would be horrendous and deplorable times
fucking ten to the power of nine hundred and seven. I went to put on
my watch and it had stopped. This is my eighth mother fucking K-MART
stupid dance watch that I paid 12 bucks give or take for, and has
lasted only several mother fucking months. This particualr K-MART on
Tennessee Avenue here in town, hay Tennessee Avenue, what in all
fucking honesty do you want me to say here, George fucking ass
Straight? I keep going back and buying shit there when I could just
drive the extra two miles over to the fucking ass Walmart store.
Well, tomorrow I will get my watch at fucking cunt lapping WALMART,
no more of this shit for me, I LEARNED AFTER 7 FUCKING TRIES, I gave
them plenty of chances to sell me decent fucking products, that
store totally mother fucking SUCKS A HARD THROBBING DICK AT LIGHT
FUCKING CUNT SPEED,
YO YO! But
when did the watch stop. It stopped at ONE ELEVEN, EITHER LAST NIGHT
OR THIS VERY AFTER CUNT EATING FUCKING NOON, GOOD
FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But that isn't all, folks so don't think that it is, pweeeeeeeze. I
go to get into my car after throwing it away, well, I'm skipping a
step, I went to lightly tap on it to see if it would restart as once
in a blue moon, this works at least for a while; but instead, the
entire crystal fucking shattered like I suddenly woke up today with
the strength of fucking fourteen year old Keisha from 1999 who broke
my arm in two places in one fucking cunt eating punch, and DISNEY
thought it was so funny, or their peeps, they created the lovely jet
black beautiful goddess, named LOCA!!!!!!!! Nothing gets past me or
by me, and I never ever fucking forget a thing, Mashell fowl mouth
Daniels from 1980 RPL. Between this and chemtrails all over the
place, the day is totally over, but I get into my car and turn it on
and the stereo goes on and what displays but ONE-ELEVEN. I SHUT THE
FUCKING THING INSTANTLY OFF, BUT THE DAMAGE WAS DONE. Lots of shit
kept right on going wrong. No one was where I had hoped they would
be, at the Food Bank, at the good will Store, and when I walked out
of Publix after all of this mother fucking super total horseshit
cubed with a few last of the month grocery items, scum bag enemies
blaring dirt bag music came at me again, but then, it would have had
more of a shock value folks, IF IT HAD NOT HAPPENED, than by
happening, I mean give me a fucking break Margie 1985 Leo, I was
totally ass expecting that, and wondering all the time that it had
not yet occurred, gee, where is it, and then, weeeeeee, there it was.
MAGNESONIC,
OPEN COMMAND, GENERAL ORDER 7 (G-7).
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM,
HEAR MY VOICE PRINT IN PRECISE SQUARE WAVE INSIDE MY MIND THAT IS NOT
SAMPLABLE OR DUPLICATABLE EVER.
ALL
TECKS, ALL RELATIVE ORDERSD, ALL SCANS, PREPARE THE TRANSPOWER BLOCK
FOR AN 'I' TO 'D' A/B TONE PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM. I
NOW AM MAXING OUT YOUR PULL-POWER-GAIN, AND ALL CONTROLS AGAINST THAT
GAIN CONTROL. YOUR DESIRE KEY IS BEING SWITCHED FROM ITS
NORMAL-NEUTRAL SETTING 'J', TO THE 'I' POSITION. HEAR THE TWO AT&T
EMPOWERMENT TONES FROM 1983, AS THE LOBNG SOUNDING 'E' LETTER.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO-TO
CG-18 UNDER G-189, G-1133, AND S---T---O---P!!!
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