MORIANITY
PART VII, CHAPTER XVI
Well,
my wonderful lovely Timeless Satellite gang who came back to watch me
and even mess with me, but not to take me off this world to my
transdimensional freaking satellite; I HAVE TOLD YOU THAT THE
STOCK MARKET WILL CLIMB AND NEVER
EVER STOP CLIMBING, JUST AS LONG
AS WALL STREET MAFIA FORCES, CAN ENDLESSLY MAKE MY PATHETIC LIFE A
BURNING NIGHTMARE MOTHER FUCKING HELL. SO FAR IN THIS
MOTHER FUCKING MONSTER HORRIFIC YEAR OF
2014, THIS STATUS QUO, AS WE SAID IN GREECE A COUPLE
THOUSAND FUCKING YEARS AGO; IS CONTINUING QUITE
UNRELENTINGLY, AND IS RIGHT ON THE MONEY.
Pictures
are always worth a thousand words, as the old saying goes. Morianity
IS NOT THE INVENTOR of that great little sentence of major wisdom.
Jim
Burr did not trust me; yet it was Jim Burr who wanted that secret
meeting, with my mom, and Elsie, and him;
that day in the summer time of 1989; up at that White Horse Pike
Diner, in Voorhees, New Jersey; and excluded me from their little
secret meeting club, as though they were trying to emulate the mighty
Bohemians. OH
SHIT
JANUARY
3, 2014,
FRIDAY
NIGHT AT 9:00
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 62 DEGREES FNHT.
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”
After
the time that I double-techno-pooped my ''YOU'LL
BE CROSSING OVER''
song, on August the twenty-eighth, and now early as 2014 comes in; a
child can see that my wonderful family, and that of my wonderful
awesome daughter; WAS MOST OF MY BLOG'S audience all along. Since I
have recently pissed them off; they no longer come up here. I am
sorry for saying anything that angered anyone, but you know, I cannot
understand how in a million years, the
greatest pop diva on this planet is not more angry at what CHEMTRAILS
did to he and her life,
than 100 Mountainpen bloggers, Artists Formerly or whatever known as
PRINCE, and anything else imaginable, all squared, cubed, and more;
all put together. That to me is the question for the ages, and it
completely dwarfs the Shakespearean one that once was the biggest
question, and must take the place in the cosmic symphony orchestra
now, IMHO, you all know it, ''TO
BE OR NOT TO BE, THAT IS THE QUESTION''.
Well, that to me is now the SECOND QUESTION, the first is why MC is
not way more pissed off at what I have tried to tell cleverly now for
eight years? Misdirected anger I suppose, but in any event, I trudge
onward, through thick heavy deep snow, right Aunt Super
Geraldine??????????????????? So if it is nobler in the mind, old
buddy bill, or not sir; I am posing this wild query to cosmos, but
not to the GAWNUM, great KING WASHCLOTH CLAN. This was used for two
other more pressing questions earlier today, that will most
definitely be shared on this relatively short whittle bwog, Sir Elmer
Fwudd!!!!!
I
won't lie peeps. I feel I do know the great answers, and part of it
has to do with shit on the Astral-Plane, so wasting human world time
even trying to get specific and detailing into any of this god dam
shit, is a futile epitomized waste if ever there freaking was one,
good folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This
will be the time now to get into the stat-facts of this new year of
twenty-fourteen. I could say 100 times more, but this will for right
now, be a compressed amount of important information, some GAGA
shit, some LUCK
TEST INFO,
and some MPB
talk, on the new month, and year; as well as where all of this
fucking cunt shit closed out in December of twenty-thirteen; Misses
1969 wonderful and great Marola. Say high to Miss America, and Grant
'Normal-People' O'Neil for me, YO; WHAAAAAAA!!!
Folks,
when I began this freaking blog an hour back, give or take, the
temperature was cooling down nicely, and after ten minutes into the
blog was down to about 51 degrees, then suddenly over the course of
fifteen more minutes, it shot up to 62 degrees. It is only supposed
to go up to 75 give or take a degree or so tomorrow afternoon, but
this is the hottest winner even here in eastern south-central
Florida, I have yet to experience, and this is my fifth December and
my fifth January in the lovely state of
FLOWER-BERRIOS-HOTHOUSEVILLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
for
the official record, peeps really think that I am a moron retard.
Peeps like the bonjovi's, peeps like the owners of my building,
politicians in mother fucking washington, the entertainment garbage
world, and you know what, you can all fucking burn in god dam shit
ass hell; allu's!!!!!!! I know approximately 80 times more shit than
you think I do, about so many of you out there, and just because you
think you've got me over a cunt lapping barrel, does not mean that
you do in fact eternally have me there. So keep dreaming and keep
breathing easily. When you least expect the pounding thunder of my
revenge, this is when it will exact itself, just as with the biblical
fucking thief in the night shit as was told by my sixty-first
granddaddy's uncle Jesus Carpenter!!!!!!!!!
HAY
GAGA-KITTY, WHY WAS I GIVEN MY FIRST 2014 SUPER BOTBAR ATTACK ON 2
JANUARY?
HAY
MOUNTAINPUKE, MEOW MEOW MEOW, AND NUMBER
PCN-413.
MY
MATCH-BOOK LIST OF ITEMS MATCHING PCN-413, ARE AS FOLLOWS, GOOD
FOLKS:
ATLANTIC
OCEAN, ROBERT MCGUIRE, I HAVE LOST BOTH MY DAUGHTERS FOREVER, MEDICAL
OFFICE, SCYLLA GODDESS, SWIM, HELL, GIRL, ZERO, SONG, BURN; AND
THERE ARE SOME OTHERS NOT SMART TO BLOG ON A PUBLIC RECORD.
HAY
GAGA-KITTY, WHY WAS I GIVEN THIS BACK TO BACK SECOND HORRIBLE BOTBAR
ON 3 JANUARY, BRINGING ME TO 67 MPB?
HAY
MOUNTAINPUKE, MEOW, MEOW, MEOW, AND NUMBER
PCN-792.
MY
MATCH-BOOK LIST OF ITEMS MATCHING PCN-792, ARE AS FOLLOWS, GOOD
FOLKS:
JUPITER,
TWO THOUSAND SEVEN, BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, LONDON AVENUE EGG HARBOR CITY,
REALITY; AND
THERE ARE SOME OTHERS NOT SMART TO BLOG ON A PUBLIC RECORD.
My
luck test taken today was taken twice. Some days I do one, others I
do 2, some I even do three tests, today was a two, and I had my
definite and quite obvious reasons, involving none other than
PARALLEL EVENT with that god dam mother fucking stock
market!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My
two scores were MINUS 6, and PLUS 14. Guess which test was played at
3:40 PM, and which test was played at 4:10 PM. If you don't know much
about Wall Street, then you don't know the trading hours, it shuts at
4:00 in the afternoon here on the EASTERN TIME ZONE of America, 1:00
PM if you live in sunny scummy fucking KALI!!!!!!!!!!! Well, I live
here in the fucking east, so the hours of the trading DOW JONES from
my perspective are 9:30 AM until 4:00 PM, like fucking
DUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This
is why unless I can be in a casino with some kind of device that is
able to keep me informed of exactly what swing the DOW JONES is on, I
will not ever be able to fucking repeat what the HALL MILITUFAWCES
did to me back in the fall of fucking cunt eating 1986, when they
forever wrecked and ruined my professional roulette playing. When I
play and the DJIA are swinging upwards as you see on my pasted in
chart, THEN I WILL BE LOSING MY FUCKING SHIRT. Concentrically, when I
play and the DJIA are swinging downwards as you see in my pasted in
chart, THEN I WILL BE KICKING MOTHER FUCKING
ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!John Henningsen in 1969 could
not say this one bit better than I can right here and now, my
lovely Loo VanBuren Corecedin; ''IT'S JUST THAT
SIMPLE''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I
am not imagining one god dam mother fucking pussy chewing fart
huffing thing, peeps, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MAGNETIC
PERCENTAGE BOTBAR CHART-----2014
Month
one (JANUARY) is always equal to the numbers for the year itself.
2014
DATE-----TOTAL BOTBARS-----TOTAL DAYS-----MPB
JANUARY
01----------00------------------------------01-------------00
JANUARY
02----------01------------------------------02-------------50
JANUARY
03----------02------------------------------03-------------67
Fucking
folks; things are 'very very very' INGRID
BAD,
YO! If
they do not improve,
then fucking SUICIDE IS MY ONLY FUCKING WAY OUT OF THIS MONSTER ASS
MESS OF BLOODY WASHCLOTHS. WASH THAT OFF DRUGGIE SKELATIN DAVID! My
death is still the fault of these miserable monsters, all of them,
and remember what that rotten fucking ANN KING SAID TO ME IN THAT
TRINIDAD TAXICAB LETTER TO ME, IN MIDDLE JANUARY OF 2010, ALMOST FOUR
FUCKING YEARS AGO; AS BAD AS THINGS ARE FOR YOU, WITH HER FRIENDS AND
CIONNECTIONS IN ATLANTUIC CITY, THINGS CAN GET A LOT WORSE FOR ME.
SHE WAS CAREFUL, BUT WAYV COUSIN PAULA KING WOULD MOST DEFINITELY
TAKE THAT AS A PERSONAL THREAT. SOMEDAY, I WILL POST STUFF UP THAT
NONE OF YOU THINK I HAVE, ONTO YOUTUBE, JUST WAIT, COCK
KNOCKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO BREATHE EASY, MY FRIEND REGIS
PHILBIN, YO. We all get out day in the sun; or was
that just another fucking lie, fed to us slaves, by our wealthy owner
WALL STREET MAZZERS, WO WO WO WO WO WO??????????
Thanx
for helping me out, you wonderful darling government
authorities!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let this all be
happening to you or one of yours, and you'd be climbing cosmic
fucking walls at the speed of god dam light,
SQUARED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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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'', and Happy New Year! 'YRS',ha-ha. When I
am finally dead and buried and gone, YOU WILL NOT ONLY NEVER 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 AND NO WAY TO REPLACE ME; NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
W-----O-----W,
S-DAY
NIGHTMARE!!!!!!!!
HELP
ME PEE,
YOU'VE BEEN OUT OF HERE SINCE MARCH 29, 2013, and now it is JANUARY
3, 2014. WHERE RU!!!!!!
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as totally illogical deductions; about any possible parameter that
physical life has to offer; from whether it is the right time to ask
a boss for a raise, a pretty girl out on a date; or just if a family
should vacation in Hawaii or the Rocky Mountains, and even who really
gave us all THE INTERNET! Right now, Professor Kaku and his NCC-CLOUD
makes the most sense in my life, and if any religion on this Earth
has any validity, based also on my own personal wild life, then it is
none other than Buddhism. If other shit works better for other folks,
then that is what is real in their situation. I do not believe we are
one collective unit in physical life. We are this, but not in this
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Classical Jew’s Harp Music (MP3s) | Main
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You Do Not Like, Buy a Record By the Caetano and Do Not Bother Us,
Fuck You." December 12, 2006, More Crackpots- Meet Mark
from NJ (MP3), MORE OF THESE HATS ARE AROUND THE AREA OF FORT
PIERCE, FLORIDA. READ SAFE JOURNAL BLOGS AROUND THE 500-600 CHAPTER
NUMBER RANGE, AND THEN CLICK ON AN OLD REMADE SONG FROM 1983, WOW
MISTER MACY, IS THIS THE FIRST TRUMP, THE LAST TRUMP, OR THE MARK
OF THE BEAST, AS INDEED, 1+2+3+4 ALL THE WAY UP TO +36 WILL INDEED
EQUAL 666, GEE REALLY, COPYIGHT OFFICE OF 1988? HAY, IT IS ALL DOWN
THERE FOR THE RECORD. YOU CAN CLICK HERE FOR MORE, ONLY BELEIVE
THIS FOLKS, THE MOUNTAINPEN NEVER TITLED ANYTHING, “THE MEANING
OF LIFE”, SOMEONE MUST HAVE ADDED ALL OF THIS TO THEIR DEGRADED
COPY TAPES, FROM WHAT WAS STOLEN WHEN THEY BOOSTED MY CAR STEREO AT
NORTHEAST PHILL’S FRIENDLY RESTAURANT ON THE ROOSEVELT BOULEVARD
IN THE FRIKKIN NINETIES. ALL I EVER DID WAS SAY, AND I’LL QUOTE,
FROM 1983, “GIRL, I’LL TELL YOU ANYTHING”, SO CLICK HERE:
At
the risk of being pigeonholed as the Girl
Who Writes About Crazy Cursing Dudes, I bring you Mark from
New Jersey. Mark has far-ranging theories on time travel,
Armageddon, roulette and Donna Summer (the DEVIL!), which he
angrily discusses in various telephone conversations.
Station
Manager Ken clued me in to this fella recently. He was given a
CD called “The Meaning of Life.” The back copy states that it
was made from a cassette found on the side of the road bearing the
same title. He’s really difficult to listen to, for a couple of
reasons- The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the
conversation and they seem to have been recorded either by a
microphone placed somewhere in the room or possibly while Mark was
standing outside on a windy day. More importantly, he is insane.
Completely, violently insane.
Mark claims to be
both a time traveler and a descendant of King David. His family
will bring about the apocalypse through the activation of the
Christ Android, currently dormant inside the 12 Planet. And also
that the 50 richest families in the world are trying to do him in.
Covertly, of course. Also against him is Donna Summer, the Devil.
(Whether he means the disco Donna Summer, or WFMU’s
own Jason Forrest isn’t clear.)
Here then, are three selections
from Mark’s version of reality:
If you need more Mark from NJ,
Aquarius
Records would be happy to sell you a cd-r.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m
going to go cover my windows with aluminum foil.
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“The recordings only
capture Mark’s side of the conversation…”
I don’t think
any existing recording device on this earth could have captured
the other side, although Mark may disagree.
Posted by: Goyim in the AM |
December
12, 2006 at 02:42 AM
…the link for “Android &
Angel” is screwed up. Y’all may want to fix it…
Posted by: King Daevid
MacKenzie | December
12, 2006 at 04:01 AM
Sorry about that! I just
fixed it.
Posted by: Listener
Therese | December
12, 2006 at 09:02 AM
I think this guy is the
*real* New Jersey Devil. Look at his horns and christ-blocking
shades.
Posted by: Steve
PMX | December
12, 2006 at 12:03 PM
Sweet Jesus, my
PoMo-radar is beeping. And a nice performance. He could be
real, I’ve known folks like him.
Posted by: K. | December
12, 2006 at 12:52 PM
Just sounds
like someone responding to internal stimuli, there are many
people like this probably an hour’s drive from anyplace in
the Northeast. How is this different than getting enjoyment
watching a man with a club foot trying to walk?
Posted by: bartelby | December
12, 2006 at 11:14 PM
Hello My name
is Chris Arter I am 25 and I live in New Jersey. As a child I
found two tapes made by this guy, years apart from each other.
They were both 90 minutes long. I only have one now. They
feature folk songs and disco songs. He never mentions his name
but I found out his full name is Mark Wayne Mohr and he was
born in 1954 by looking up material that he mentions he
copyrighted on the cassette. I’ve had this tape for about 14
years and have never been able to find anything on him except
his name and the names of other copyrighted material that he
has registered. Some of his songs are actually pretty nice. And
the tape like you describe only captures his side of a
conversation with a 7’7″ tall fellow named shorty. Bar none
still the most entertaining 90 minutes I’ve ever experienced.
Posted by: Chris
Arter | March
06, 2007 at 06:27 PM
I clicked on the Aquarius
link to find Mark from NJ’s CDR, but it was no longer listed.
Posted by: maledoro | August
07, 2007 at 06:54 AM
Aaah, very
happy to get some info on this guy! One of his recordings has
been used on the track “The Christ Android”, on the album
“Memory Hole” by Kevin Moore (of Chroma Key, and ex-Dream
Theater keyboardist). That’s what prompted me to find out
what this nonsense single-sided argument was all about. Thanks
a lot!
Posted by: Fairlight |
September
22, 2008 at 02:34 PM
I’ve been
researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns
away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about
10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the
handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight |
October
30, 2008 at 08:19 PM
I’ve been
researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns
away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about
10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the
handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight |
October
30, 2008 at 08:21 PM
I’ve been
researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns
away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about
10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the
handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight |
October
30, 2008 at 08:25 PM
http://mountainpen.wordpress.com/
Posted by: Goyim in the AM |
February
24, 2009 at 05:04 PM
Hi. I got to
this page while reading about music played on the ‘Jews
Harp’. I’ve been searching, for a loooong time, for a song
that was played one lazy August afternoon on WFMU, around 1980,
or earlier.
It was a
rendition of ‘My Favorite Things. The vocals of the main
melody were accompanied by only a Jews Harp (…”Whiskers on
Kittens, etc…”) And when it came to the chorus, it was sung
monotone, by several voices…very weird, slowly, dragging,
groaning (‘theeeese aaaaare aaaaa feeeeewwww of myyyyy
faaaaavoooriiiite”.
When it got to
“Things”, it was sung in a kind of higher, psycho-sounding,
very melodic voice, like celebrating the word ‘things’.
Is there anyone
here who knows and appreciates WFMU, who might know what the
song title and author was, or how I can get a copy of it?
It’s been so
long, and I’ve found every other weird and funny song I’ve
ever heard except for this one.
On that same show on WFMU,
they also Played Godley & Creme’s ‘Sandwiches of You’
I’ve listened to hundreds
of versions of ‘My favorite Things’, and it wasn’t any of
those.
Thanks, for any help. Please
feel free to e-mail me, if you can. giotkr at earthlink dot net
Posted by: Tony NYC | May
14, 2009 at 10:44 PM
This fella is
MOST DFEFINATELY for real! A friend of mine roomed with him for
awhile at his home in Blue Anchor, NJ, and said Mark screamed
and yelled into a phone that was off the hook, non-stop, for
days on end. He believes lightning is a Goddess named Sarah
Krassel, and that the Atlantic Ocean is the Goddess Stacy.
Moreover, he is convinced that the Kennedy family, in
conjunction with the Carey family(Mariah and them), in
conjunction with the Trump and NJ Callio family, are conjointly
conspiring to kill him, using black-op helicopter missions,
spraying his immediate air space with chem-trails, and sending
Atlantic City-residing life gaurds and bar tenders stealing
into the night, waiting to catch him off-gaurd. The only
problem being that he lives in Ft. Pierce, FL now, but still
believes they’re out there. You can google “MOUNTAINPEN”
to catch up on his latest blogs.
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16, 2012 at 09:00 AM
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WHY
WOULD ANYONE WANT TO GIVE A DIME OR A DAM ABOUT ANY OF THIS, OR FOR
THAT MATTER, ANYTHING AT ALL? I'M JUST MIDLY CURIOUS, SO IF YOU HAVE
AN ANSWER FO RME, I AM RIGHT HERE ALL THE TIME. BUT DON'T SAY I AM
CLINICALLY DEPRESSED AND JUST NEED TO TRAKE A LOT OF FUCKIGNN PSYCH
MEDS. I AM WAY WAY FUCKING PAST ANY OF THAT SHIT, GOOD FOLKS, AND BAD
FOLKS, ONLY YOU CAN KNOW WHO AND WHAT YOU REALLY ARE, HOW THE HELL
CAN I. I AM JUST A FUCKING WORTHLESS ASSHOLE
MORON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mountainpen’s Blog
Just another
WordPress.com weblog
MEET CRACKPOT MOUNTAINPEN NEBNOOSHOO, OH YEAH, RIGHT
WFMU’s Beware of the Blog
OH
YES, BY ALL MEANS, WATCH OUT FOR THAT HORRIBLE MARK WAYNE MOHR, WHAT
A MONSTER. YEAH, THIS WHOLE THING WAS MY FAULT SINCE DAY ONE HUH,
WELL, LIKE THE INMATES ALL SAY WHEN YOU ASK THEM IF ANY OF THEM ARE
GUILTY OF THE CRIME THAT PUT THEM IN PRISON,
“LIE-LIE-LIE-LIE-LIE-LIE”. So you can believe the liars, or you
can believe me.
the continuation of “The Epitome of Harrassament” The Epitome of Harassment – Internet Version Saturday, June 21, 2008----THIS IS A TOTAL MUST READ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH YEAH, WE HAVE ALL SEEN THIS ONE MORE THAN ENOUGH, SEMINARY SCHOOLS OF THE EARTH!!!!!!!
TIME
TRAVEL IS 100% GOING ON!
LET
ME SHRINK HALF A FOOT OR SO, AND THEN GO WASH UP, DAVID!
Shades
of my Echelon-Towers Building, or Ventnor dreams, and other ''alien
abduction experiences shared around the
planet''???WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
FIRST
DAY OF SUMMER IN 2008.
I
come home and eat a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice and turn on
the TV. The next thing I know it is hours later, I am laying
stretched out, eyeglasses on my face still, and stuff knocked over on
the floor. When I got up to piss and straighten up the place, so that
the fan is blowing air onto me again, and I can resume sleeping a
while longer; I instantly knew that I was right back in this
building, a medical place with 6-9 rooms that went more into each
other and did not contain a lot of hallways. Give me a break, my
friend, Pope Benedict the Sixteenth, SIR!!!!!!! We all know what
we've done, as the crack whore higher than a kite said to Kiefer
Sutherland on that marvelous 1990 movie called, 'FLATLINERS'!!!!!!!!
''YOU'LL
BE CROSSING OVER'',
say what?
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Time
to crash for the day ladies and gentlemen. BYE-BYE CALI-KALI-CALL TEN
CALLIO
SARAH
MARTIN-O-EZ, whoever you really are, wild and crazy girl! Nursing
home and bar fights my ass. This family lies from AM to PM.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:
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