1:00
PM, SUNDAY, 9 FEBRUARY, 2014, 70 DEGREES FNT IN FPFL
WHAT
ARE THE GATES OF HELL-F AND FINAL PART OF CHAPTER, AND
ENDING OF MORIANITY FOREVER.
READ
IT AND WEEP, PEEPS, YO.
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HAY,
I CAN TAKE A HINT. I do not need to be hit by a mother fucking cunt
lapping Mack Truck. I said when my monthly page-views drops below the
2000 level, that's it, I meant it, and nobody cared; so FUCK ALL OF
YOU.
Still,
before I leave the 8+ year blog world, and all you assholes behind,
notice if you're not all to fucking ass retarded, how my PITSY YEARS
are hit directly, while the month count keeps dropping. It was 2011
when I said if it goes under 2000, then that will be it. Then today,
Sunday the fucking cunt ninth day of the second month of twenty
fourteen, poof like potter-magic, it is down now to 1994. Remember
that 1980, 1994, and 2011 were my so-called mother fucking cunt
chewing garbage huffing PITSY-YEARS, or Port In The Storm Years,
really, just my PITSY, and what a fucking cunt eating PITY, as I'll
bet dimes to donut fucking farts, that the next drop will take it
down to 1980. Hay, I have been wrong before, and I will be wrong
again. But when I refused to play this stupid shell game with all of
you assholes, you said fuck my very important story, as if some
stupid game could come close to trumping the powerful fucking truths
of MORIANITY. Wow, and many think I have arrogance. It is all the
others around me who are drowning, literally, in quintessential
fucking arrogance, and don't even have a dam ass clue that this is
real and true. Now I am moving permantly on with my life. I will be
day trading, getting off of Social Security Disability, and moving
back home to where things at least remain maybe at best one percent
normal, and out of this crazy ass winter-less fucking Florida. Look
for me to come down and make a lot of trouble for all of you,
McGuire, Callio, Levy, all of you rotten fuckingf bums. I am no more
afraid of any of you puny dick wads, than I'd be of my dying great
granny shaking her fists. Bite me, you crumbs. One by one, I'll
fucking bury all of you rotten ass
turds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maybe
no one wanted to take me seriously and do anything, but I'll be
fucking damned to fucking hell if I'll let any of you sucker me into
your silly stupid internet game, you all keep it, enjoy it, and
goddess fucking speed. Better stop that relentless fucking bragging
Ed Lynch, it is making a dam ass fucking fool out of you. You said
someone would take an interest and help me, and that was 8 years ago,
and you were TOTALLY FULL OF FUCKING SHIT, SIR, so stop thinking
you're such a fucking cunt eating smarty pants guy,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My
blogs proved one thing, if nothing else. People are ignorant and
stupid and worthless. Today's adults, literally, are less than what
young teen persons were a couple of generations back. They may have
the size and the power and the money and the control, but take and
strip all of that away, and they're left with screen-names, James
Bond devices of total silliness, living on cellphones and killing
each other being too fucking stupid to shut them off in a moving
fucking vehicle. They lock up people for an ounce of weed and never
put fucking filthy monster murdering scum like Mister Zimmerman in
jail for a day, and I could go on. My points need not be proven, they
speak for themselves if I were ever born or not. I have lots of
respect for Stevie Wonder, he won't ever perform again in Florida,
until they do something about that law that kept Zimmerman out of
prison. Why the brothers don't just sneak up on this bastard in the
dark of night when he least suspects it and cuts out his living Jim
Burr high school guts, 1984 Copyright Examiners, is way more complex
of an equation, at least to my mind, as any E=MC-SQ is. Well that's
my two cents. If anyone can get a reverse mortgage and turn that into
a buck, then you can say hi to Senator Trophywife and the gang.
I'll
say this now to Callio KALI-COW, and all others who read this blog
once, and used it for fucking toilet paper. BYE-BYE, I have better
fucking shit to do then play juvenile games with a bunch of silly
grown up children!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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