SLAM
SLAM SLAM SLAM SLAM, BUTT FUCKING WIPES!!!!
THIS
MAY BE MY LAST BLOG FOR A WHILE. I thought if I went back to posting
up close to blogs daily, I would get back my viewing numbers, and I
did not. I am not here to entertain people my mother fucking life is
hell, and if these blogs are not appreciated, and folks are too busty
to plug me one tiny fucking bit, or all are just government agent
enemies, then they can just wait until I fucking feel like posting
blogs, and that's that. I am tired of going out of my way to try and
please the Ricky Nelson Garden Party world, and getting nothing back
for my fucking ass trouble, for 60 mother fucking years. When I have
something to tell, I will tell it. If everyone wants to go and desert
me, that is their loss. They will never find another mother fucking
mountainpen or another morianity.
JANUARY
18, 2014,(KARGE HALF)
SATURDAY
AFTERNOON AT 2:22
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 61 DEGREES FNHT.
MORIANITY
PART 7, CHAPTER 0037.
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OH
SHIT
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2014
DATE-----TOTAL BOTBARS-----TOTAL DAYS-----MPB
JANUARY
01----------00------------------------------01-------------00
JANUARY
02----------01------------------------------02-------------50
JANUARY
03----------02------------------------------03-------------67
JANUARY
04----------03------------------------------04-------------80
JANUARY
05----------03------------------------------05-------------60
JANUARY
06----------04------------------------------06-------------67
JANUARY
07----------05------------------------------07-------------71
JANUARY
08----------05------------------------------08-------------63
JANUARY
09----------06------------------------------09-------------67
JANUARY
10----------07------------------------------10-------------70
JANUARY
11----------08------------------------------11-------------73
JANUARY
12----------08------------------------------12-------------67
JANUARY
13----------08------------------------------13-------------62
JANUARY
14----------08------------------------------14-------------57
JANUARY
15----------09------------------------------15-------------60
JANUARY
16----------09------------------------------16-------------56
JANUARY
17----------09------------------------------17-------------53
PAGEVIEWS
TODAY------------------------WHO CARES?
PAGEVIEWS
YESTERDAY----------------WHO CARES?
PAGEVIEWS LAST 30
DAYS------------WHO CARES?
PAGEVIEWS
ALL TIME HISTORY----WHO CARES?
MORIANITY
IS NOT MY PLAYPEN. IT IS DEAD SERIOUS FUCKING SHIT. LATER ON, I WILL
TELL SOME REAL HUGE WHOPPERS, FAR BEYOND ANYTHING YET THAT I HAVE
EVER SAID OR TOLD on any blog.
This
will occur when I'm ready, right Marguerite Sampson form ''Law &
Order''?
HAY
GAGA KITTY, I HAVE TWO QUESTIONS FOR YOU:
WHY
DID I GO THROUGH THAT HORRIBLE FUCKING DEAT SIEGE BACK ON JANUARY 15,
2014????????????
MEOW-MEOW,
MOUNTAINPEN, YO, PCN-363.
SOME
OF MY MORE POWERFUL ITEMS IN MY MATCH-BOOK FOR PRIVATE COSMICODED
NUMBER 363 ARE AS FOLLOWS, KIND FOLKS:
REAL
GOOD GIRL, SARAH KRASSLE, 'STAR TREK' SHOW, QVC, TABLE FIFTEEN,
AUGUST FIFTEEN NINETEEN EIGHTY SIX, SIN, BOY, NATIONAL PARK, JULIA
ROBERTS, CAT, TOY, SAD, TOP, VIQUEENS GANG, BOHEMIAN CLUB, NEW,
TRANSMISSION..........
WHAT
CAUSED MY AUTO PROBLEM ON JANUARY 15, 2014, NOT STARTING AND THE
BATTERY AND THE WEIRD TEST READINGS OBSERVED BY THE MECHANIC AT THE
AUTO REPAIR SHOP???????????????????????
MEOW-MEOW,
MOUNTAINPEN, YO, PCN-321.
SOME
OF MY MORE POWERFUL ITEMS IN MY MATCH-BOOK FOR PRIVATE COSMICODED
NUMBER 321, ARE AS FOLLOWS, KIND FOLKS:
ATLANTIC
CITY, BRUCE PENNOCK, GREATEST FISH, MUD, MUSIC CREATOR, I WANT TO
KNOW WHAT LOVE IS, ROBERTO NUNEZ.................................
In
finishing this blog, people, my LUCK TEST SCORES are averaging
between MINUS 4 and MINUS 8, for the past week or almost a week, a
tad better from averaging two points worse the week before that and
four points worse the week before that. Before this my luck was way
up in the low positive ranges when averaged out over several luck
tests and several days. Still, this is way below normal average in
long running averages, where it should be between minus 3 and plus
three, endlessly.
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SHAME
ON YOU SHIRLEY CANTDANCE, AND STEVE COUCHMOVER, AND LOVELY BEAUTIFUL
PATTY HOLLISTER OF THE MIDDLE SEVENTIES. I CAN'T FUCKING DANCE
EITHER, AND THIS HEAT ON MY FEET IS THE REALLY BIG SAGA RIGHT NOW, OH
GREAT WORLD OF WONDERFUL FUCKING METEOROLOGISTS, AHA AHA AHA AHA AHA
MISTER MICHAEL MCNULTY, OF 1971, EXTON,
PENNSYLVANIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So
why have I not told the story in detail until just recently about my
participation in the METALS
COMMODITY MARKET BACK IN 1979,
you may be wondering? The truth is that life is a very funny thing. I
have told it all, every bit, but in jumbled up ways and pieces. This
time, I decided not to jumble it up and scatter the pieces of the
puzzle all over the fucking dining room table. Who is going to care?
Who was ever going to read my story? Well, nobody, unless I told it
directly, so I DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
can always say it like 'thissssss', Miss 1983 Susan Lucci, Erica
Snakes: ''Terry Jackson and his (Seasons in the Sun'' song from
January of 1974, 40 years ago, five minutes to me actually; put it so
perfectly, folks. He said, ''Good-Bye Mashell, it's hard to die''.
Well, it sure is, I can only speak for myself here, Terry old pal.
And it seems, we all had to say GOOD-BYE to the great SOAP-CHANNEL a
while ago. Comcast informed me the other day that everybody fucking
lost this great channel. We all pay more and more and more, for less
and less and less. I would sell my fucking soul to the “Nikvil”
to see this on billboards. Hay, I'll settle for Save A Lot walls,
only no soul exchanges for that free service!!!!!!!!!!!!
'SQUISH-SQUISH-SQUISH',
YOU UGLY FUCKING GEICO REPTILE COMPANY FROM SUBTERANNIA. Let me go
now and clean off the bottom of my mother fucking
shoes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:
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