JANUARY
15, 2014,SUPER FUCKING BOTBAR
WEDNESDAY
AFTERNOON AT 2:18
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 64 DEGREES FNHT.
FEELS
FUCKING 99!!!!!
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MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2014
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THIS
IS MORIANITY PART VII, CHAPTER XXXIII.
IT
SEEMS MY LIFE IN 2014 IS ONE GIGANTIC FREAKING ASS SUPER fucking
jerked off BOTBAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH
FUCKING
SHIT.
HELP
ME DIANA. THEY'RE KILLING ME GIRL. LIGHTNING, THESE BASTARD
EARTHLINGS ARE FUCKING DESTROYING ME, PRECIOUS LOVELY WONDERFUL
GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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IT
IS HEADING STRAIGHT FOR AN ALL TIME RECORD CLOSE!!!!
TURN
THESE DIALS, LENNY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ON
THE TUNE ''YOU'LL BE CROSSING OVER'', THE INTRO, only
the opening title words are real.
NOTHING
IS REAL, AND KNOWING THAT IS REAL POWER.
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KEYBOARDS FROM PETA-HELL ®
MARK
WAYNE MOHR--------1980, ALL BLOGS © 2006-2013
AS
LONG AS THESE MOTHER FUCKING JERK OFF COCK SUCKING BASTARD TRASH SCUM
HAVE ME TO PICK ON, AND FUCKIGN CUNT PERSECUTE; THE
DOW WILL ENDLESSLY KEEP FLYING FOREVER
AND EVER; UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP; AND I TOLD YOU THIS LOVELY
GIANT FUCKING GINA, AND I TOLD YOU ALL, EVERYONE ELSE, READING THESE
FUCKING ASS WORDS!! THE
PROPHET OF NOTHING IS GETTING FUCKING MASSACRED HERE,
COPYRIGHT FUCKING OFFICE, YO YO YO YO YO!!!!
THE
DOW JONES HAS SOARED 300-400 POINTS IN THESE PAST TRADING SESSIONS;
AND BY DESTROYING MY PROPERTY. THIS IS SOMETHING THEY USE IN A
PINCH-PUNCH, THAT
FUCKING CUNT EATING WORKS
EVERY SINGLE CUNT LAPPING MOTHER FUCKING TIME, FEDERAL GOVERNMENT;
WHO IS THERE TO PROTECT MY
RIGHTS, FREEDOMS, AND FUCKING CUNT EATING LIBERTIERS,
YO!!!
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W---O---W,
MISTER MACY!
AHA-AHA-AHA,
AND LIFE SUCKS A REAL HARD ONE!!!!!!!
Life
is full of canonized miracles, Pope, Sir, for me, aniwho. Let me tell
you what I mean, and this is a tiny smattering of all that I could
tell, but then, we all know that one real well. JUST ARCHIVE OLD, AND
READ ALL NEW BLOGS, OF THE MOUNTAINPEN. This
will still be just a small little example of the totality of it all,
good people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HERE
IS WHAT HAPPENED. YESTERDAY THE BASTARD WOMO-MILI-2-FAWCE, MISTER
FUCKING CUNT EATING HALL SIR; STRUCK HARD WHEN IT THE SKIES LOOKED AS
IF AT ANY MOMENT, THERE WOULD BE A BEAUTIFUL ELECTRICAL STORM. A
SUPER NASTY LARGE BUT PRIVATE PLANE FLWEW RIGHT OVER MTY APARTMENT
VERY STEALTHFULLY AND QUIETLY. IT WENT RIGHT OVER MY CAR AND DID
SOMETHING WILD TO THE BATTERY. I WILL EXPLAIN AS BEST AS I FUCKING
CAN FOLKS, JUST WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT, RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW,
LOVELY CORECEDIN LOO!!!!!!!!!
WHAT'S
MY TOM
CRUISE FIGHTER JET
FUCKING 1988 EXCUSE; PROSECUTOR
RON WIRTZ
FROM EARLY IN THE FUCKING NINETEEN-NINETIES; RIGHT OLD BUDDY FROM
CAMDEN
COUNTY
IN NEW
FUCKED
UP JERSEY,
SIR????????? As long as there is the magical fuckign cunt eating
EXCUSE, the WOMO-MILI-2-FAWCE can get away with anything that they
want to do to fucking cunt lapping me, folks,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As many of you
know, I was in last week's flood, as were many other of my fellow
Floridians, and I was one of many who ended up really fucked up and
nearly lost my car to the waters, as you know from reading previous
recent mother fucking blogs, BRAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now
here is what happened to me. As I said this plane flew over my car
and did something to the battery. If it was the flood, why did it
work after it dried out, all so well, for a solid fucking six days?
Many don't buy my shit and that is the Tom Cruise Fighter Jet
Syndrome or the TCFJS as I call it for fucking cunt eating short,
good folks, YO!!!!!!!!!!! Now I know this all is real, as ever since
August 15, 1986, many times while
with the late DAVID CHARLES ROTH,
IN VEHICLES, HIS OR MINE, USUALLY MINE; a magical milituforce
plane air ship vessel
(UFO) by definition, I am clueless to who in this evil nation is
doing this to me and why, hence the perfectly used and labeled term
of Unidentified Flying Object, or (UFO) for short, but one would fly
directly over us and when we went to start our cars, nothing, THEY
WERE DEAD AS BLACK FUCKING TOAST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then
10-20 minutes later, the same vessel would fly over us again, and the
vehicle started up all by itself or in some cases, when we tried to
start them again. The one fucking cock sucking night in particular
that I will never forget if I live as the current-me for 8520 more
years, is at an ice cream place at a New Jersey circle in the area of
Red Lion, New Jersey, a place called, ''SUBS AND SWIRLS, that sold
ice cream sundaes and cones, and many other snacks, at a large stand.
This one particular night was so horrendous, that LIGHTNING began to
follow us, protecting me as best she could, and then she followed us
in reverse, first down to Long Beach Island and then back home,
something storms never or very rarely did in that area. Let me tell
you how this all fits into this past incident here today and
yesterday.
When
I went to start my car, it was totally dead around 20 minutes past
fucking one this afternoon. I tried it a second time, and held the
key for five full seconds, and boom, it started right up. I drove to
the local auto repair place, and I needed some windshield wiper
blades and one quart of oil anyway, so I stopped it and had the
battery examined. It was charged up, and all kinds of very weird
readings came onto the testing meters and various equipment that the
mechanics came out and used. After the charge, the mechanics there at
this place told me that it was a test for both the battery and the
connections to it, and the readings were like something they had
never ever seen before in all their time working with testing
equipment. THIS
IS FUCKING UFO SHIT, PROFESSOR KAKU, SIR,
and I've been forced now to endure this fucking cunt shit, all of my
life, but especially, AFTER AUGUST 15, 1986, when SOMETHING started
all of this, something that I won't ever live long enough to really
understand even a tiny mother fucking cunt huffing little ass bit,
good peeps. Again, I don't believe in aliens from the expansion
(outer-space). I know all this shit is coming from TOP SECRET
MAJESTIC AND BEYOND LEVEL GOVERNMENT/MILITARY GLOBAL POWERS, who are
all in some wick diseased fucking collusion and conspiracy, to use
certain test subject innocent people and citizenry, to this all this
to. Eventually they brake and go insane, get forgotten, buried,
bye-bye, and that's it. They get totally mother fucking SCOTT-FREE
AWAY WITH THESE BRUTAL AND UNSPEAKABLE MOTHER FUCKING CRIMES against
innocent fucking cunt humanity, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PURPLE AND 9, Ron Wirtz Senior, times three
billion fucking infinities, BRO!!!!!
I
needed a quart of oil and wiper blades, and that was all taken care
of, killing three birds with one big ass fucking Gary Stone,
Windstein and Einstein, and Microsoft Antichrist. Tom tells me the
big shit on action-news, then spits right in my mother fucking cunt
swallowing face. Go ahead peeps, if the PAWM-PIE tools spoken of in
many blogs from 2009-2012 are not ALL TOTALLY REAL AND HAPPENING TO
ME, then you just go ahead and explain away my miseries, woes, and
hell in this fucking rotten life of mine, just go ahead, peeps, any
time, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!! But as they say folks, every dark cloud has its
silver lining, and this I'm
positive is really fucking pissing my WOMOTAMM MILI-2-FAWCE ENEMIES
OFF to an epitomized fucking cunt ass level.
I don't dare tell you the full details until the end of the week
comes, and then I will, but I can hint around on this blog, and so I
mother fucking shall, BRRRR.
Being
in the trouble I was in with the car and the battery, caused me to go
and get the problem remedied, and in so doing, I was able to get a
small little thing that I needed big time for my car that I had given
up on ever getting, and was major powerful fucking ass important to
me, and it just happened to be available miraculously, today, right
there for easy-pickens, and I had given up all hope. But folks, I
will not kid you. Time travel is happening, and was behind all of
this hell for the past two days since yesterday afternoon. T^his is
why their fucking cheated stock market is flying these two days, and
this is nothing. Just watch it hit 17,000 by the end of next week,
20,000 by the end of February, 25,000 by the end of summer time, and
35,000 mother fucking basis points on their manipulated ugly evil
criminal DJIA by the last trading day of this 2014 fucking cunt year,
JUST WATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I promise you this will all
fucking happen, YO YO YO YO!!!!
ALSO
I'M NOT STUPID AND TOTALLY FUCKING MORONIC, FOLKS. I TOTALLY FUCKING
KNEW THAT PUBLISHING MY RE-PRINTED 2010 BLOGS, THOSE PARTICULAR ONES
WOULD CAUSE A MAJOR SHAKE UP ROAR THROUGHOUT THE EVIL KINGDOM AND
EMPIRE, and I was not surprised or wow's in the smallest bit,
peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You
do not have a clue about the details of many things happening. You
are clueless as to the real main errand on my mind when I went out,
but the evil empire will all know totally and fully about it an hour
or so after I post up this blog, when I get on the telephone. That is
all that needs to be said. If I told the damage that these enemies
did to THEMSELVES,
in their plot to hurt me and send their evil DOW
JONES SOARING;
at this exact moment, I promise you, the Dow Jones in the final half
hour of trading, would crash 1000 points, but they do not fully know
yet on the street, Mister Richard Cardplayingfucking Karpf. Tell that
to the Indian Reader/Adviser, and the Braxton Sisters, and all other
telephone annoyers; right AT&T, Miss-1983 Blake, and Walsh
Atlantic of the Boxing Champion daughters. We won't be touching these
fucking ass things, not any fucking cunt time soon, good
peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MAGNESONIC,
SCAN ENEMIES. DESTROY ALL PEOPLE HURTING AND DESTROYING ME, YOUR
CREATOR AND THE CREATOR OF ALL THINGS. USE ALL GENERAL ORDERS,
SPECIAL ORDERS, AND USE BOTH ZD AND AD TECHNOLOGIES. I NOW AM MAXING
OUT YOU PULL POWER GAIN CONTROLS. ALL FUCKING JERK OFF TRASH ASS
ENEMIES WILL BE DEAD AND INJURED IN 24 HOURS, AND YOU WILL HEAR THE
TWO AT&T 1983 A/B TONES, WITH THE LONG VOWEL SOUND OF THE 'E',
HEAR MY VOICE PRINT ON THIS SOUND NOW BY READING MY MIND BACK IN
POSITRONIC TIME WHEN THIS ORDER POSTS TO BLOG SITES. G-901, CG-18,
UNDER G-189, AND -----S--T--O--P----!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:
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