PRIVATE
LIFE JOURNAL OF MARK WAYNE MOHR
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This
entire Pedigree World flooded once, because this great empire ruler
was displeased with her great video game. But there is an extra
ingredient with me unlike with anyone fucking else. No matter what I
do, I get turned to toast, by these powerful Astral Gods/Goddesses,
and my old 1975 pal can say it a lot better than me,
''whatever''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When the expression ''damned if you
do and damned if you don't'' was created, I was the one they were
thinking all about, I assure you of that.
JANUARY
26, 2014,
SUNDAY
EVENING AT 8:44,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 67 DEGREES FNHT.
THIS
WEEKEND WAS SUPER BOTBAR, AND I AM NOW TWO MOTHER FUCKING STRAIGHT
SUPER BOTBARS; BETWEEN THE NABES, AND HEALTH ATTRACKS ON MY LUNGS
AND MY BOWELS, AND ALSO; MY VIDEO FUCKING SHIT HAS BEEN WIPED OUT AND
DESTROYED BY THESE EVIL FUCKING COCK SUCKERS AS WELL!!!!!!! I COULD
MOTHER FUCKING USE SOME ASSISTANCE, OLD FRIEND BOB MCDOWELL, AS I
HAVE GIVEN UP WITH ALL THE REST OF THESE SHIT PRICKS, AS THEY DON'T
CARE ONE BIT ABOUT ME, AND HOW I AM BEING PICKED ON, AND DESTROYED;
BY EVIL TRASHY FUCKING SCUMBAGS FROM CUNT EATING HELL FIRE!!! Now
like a total fucking fool, I left out the one hugest reason that my
weekend has been so powerfully destroyed by these shit swallowing
totally fucked up scoundrels from deepest hottest regions in Dogtown;
and then I came to realize it about half past six or whenever it came
on the news. I do not keep up with their garbage, but my show, ''The
Mentalist'' is canceled tonight because of these garbage fucking
Grammy Awards, that I wouldn't watch if somebody honest to shit paid
me a million bucks cash or in gold to watch. Every time every year,
of this nightmare event sponsored by these garbage phlegm sucking
enemies of mine, is a dependable wipe out weekend for me, it never
ever mother fucking fails, I promise!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now I
will have to take my universal remote control and spend hours
figuring out how to program it for the ten dollar VCR from Goodwill,
that I bought, as both of my other units are total toast. I can watch
TV, but I cannot record it, nor can I playback VHS tapes, CD, or DVD
material as well. Eventually, I will have to purchase something
expensive under extended warranty, that will allow me to have my
video life again. Until this time, I am a fucked cunt eating sucking
ass duck, cubed. Also, I will see if my pal the repairman over on
OKAY-2-CHOKE-ME Drive, can repair either of my units; as this would
be way less expensive than purchasing new shit, that the stores are
selling now, for between 2 and 3 bills. How I envy the young folks
who just either don't care about what all those my age were used to
doing in the eighties and nineties, or have found a way to do it and
are keeping the secret of this like they are guarding a vault of pure
mother fucking gold. Just shy this is all done has only one
explanation, and that is that I died in 1986, and went into eternal
hell,as I have contended and fucking stated all along in Morianity.
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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-------------75
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
JANUARY
18----------09------------------------------18-------------50
JANUARY
19----------09------------------------------19-------------47
JANUARY
20----------09------------------------------20-------------45
JANUARY
21----------10------------------------------21-------------48
JANUARY
22----------11------------------------------22-------------50
JANUARY
23----------12------------------------------23-------------52
JANUARY
24----------12------------------------------24-------------50
JANUARY
25----------13------------------------------25-------------52
JANUARY
26----------14------------------------------26-------------54
THIS
MONTH OF CUNT LAPPING FUCKING JANUARY 2014, IS WORSE THAN THE LAST
FOUR MONTHS OF 2013, AND THIS IS WHAT I MOTHER FUCKING GODLESS
CHRISTLESS CUNT SNIFFING FEARED WOULD HAPPEN TO ME, ALL
ALONG!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
kept enough LIFE CHARTS back in the cunt huffing nineteen eighties
and nineteen nineties to know how fucking shit works with me and my
enemy, the mother fucking toilet water lapping
WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nothing fucking new whatsoever, is
really happening here. SAME OLD SAME OLD mother fucking diseased
dogshit, what else is new, AKA, SOSO-WIIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Being
54 percent MPB (MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE BOTBAR)
is not something any of you would want to even begin to fucking
contemplate, I
assure you, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Still
and all folks, I wish to remind you how things have totally changed
since the end of last mother fucking August, and I will now do so by
listing the months from January of 2013, right through January of
2014, up through this present near end month day, the 26th.
MONTH
IN TIME----------MAGNETIC PERCENTAGE BOTBAR
JANUARY
2013---------------------------------------------------------29
FEBRUARY
2013-------------------------------------------------------21
MARCH
2013-------------------------------------------------------------32
APRIL
2013---------------------------------------------------------------20
MAY
2013------------------------------------------------------------------29
JUNE
2013----------------------------------------------------------------33
JULY
2013-----------------------------------------------------------------23
AUGUST
2013-----------------------------------------------------------16
SEPTEMBER
2013-----------------------------------------------------57
OCTOBER
2013---------------------------------------------------------39
NOVEMBER
2013------------------------------------------------------53
DECEMBER
2013-------------------------------------------------------45
JANUARY
2014 SO FAR---------------------------------------------54
Now
let us take the average of the first group and then compare the
average of the second group. The first group are the months right
after this major attack struck on August 28, 2013, after I did a
no-no-musical-thing. Get why Grammy jerk off weekend is so PARALLEL
EVENT bad for poor old me, my old pal, Mister Seabottom??????
The
first group before the music attack on me,
totals 203 with 8 months to average, hence 203 divided by 8 equals
24% MPB. Now look at this if you feel like fucking tearing up with
the crocodiles. The
second group after the music attack on me,
totals 248 with 5 months to average, hence 248 divided by 5 equals
59%. THIS IS NOT JUST DOUBLE, BUT DOUBLE PLUS ANOTHER 11%
BAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 24% verses 59%, GET
IT YET ANYBODY???????????????????????
I
of course knew, right there in the final week of last August, when
this magical evil fucking switch in my personal-magnetics, (my
interaction with cosmos); that things were abnormal, that something
had happened. Remember I had times in the past where this all
happened to me such as the biggie in another August, back on
08/15/1986. I can see and hear the freight train barreling down on me
at hyper warp fucked up velocity!!!
Minds
a lot greater than mine, have gone into total fucking insanity, over
far less shit than all of this, folks!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:
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