Saturday, April 26, 2014

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MY LOVELY DIRT BAG MICROSUCKS LIGHT-BULB HACKER IS ALIVE AND WELL AND LIVING ON PLANET HACKJACKLATTISAWATTACK, SOMEWHERE BEYOND THE LOCALIZED GROUPING OF FUSION REACTORS THAT LAY APPROXIMATELY 20-300 TRILLION MILES AWAY FROM THIS PATHETIC SIMPLE MINDED LITTLE PWANET; SIR ELMER FWUDD. ON THIS MIDDLE SATURDAY AFTERNOON, I WILL TELL YOU A FEW THINGS, THAT MAY JUST BLOW YOUR MIND STRAIGHT TO PAGETVILLE. SORRY ABOUT THAT, IF THIS HAPPENS. YOU'LL RECOVER; I HAVE. SOME SAY THE JURY IS STILL OUT ON THAT PREVIOUS STATEMENT, BUT THEY ARE TOTALLY ENTITLED TO THEIR MASHELL DANIELS 1980 OPINION.



















JOURNAL TAPE 25,796









The same old song is always being sung, and nothing new lays under the sun. The days grow old, and so do we. And shit smells bad, for you and for me. But take away from this a smile. Thank god our lives just last for a while.



Mark Wayne Mohr 1954-2031, published 2032 by ^^. Maybe Morianity is also legally published out there in 2032, good folks. In any case and event, I must say to you all,



“I HAVE COMPLETELY MOTHER FUCKING HAD IT FOLKS”. They've worn me down to a frazzle.





I only wish to say that on top of all this, IT FEELS 100 MOTHER FUCKING CUNT DEGREES, AND THE ENTIRE NEXT WEEK WILL BE NEAR OR AT 90, WITH HIGH HUM, AND WILL FEEL 100, OR DAM NEAR, TO EVERYONE, and hotter still for me. Still it has recently dropped a couple degrees praise Almighty Lordess (Sarah). (SSJK)





These idiots are screaming in the common hallway at 3:19 Sheriff Ken Mascara; this following some guest asshole knocking on one of sicko uncouth nabes door. What a fucking shithole I must endure and call my fucking home, WOW, Mackey and Macy!

















DOORS DOORS DOORS, SLAM SLAM SLAM, HOLLER HOLLER HOLLER, these fucking bastards can totally SUCK MY DAM ASS PRICK.













APRIL 26, 2014,

SATURDAY AFTERNOON AT 3:23,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

CURRENT TEMPERATURE, 82 DEGREES FNHT.













AS ALWAYS, I MOTHER FUCKING REMAIN under a super attack from the MILI-2-FORCE.





DOORS DOORS DOORS SLAM SLAM SLAM!!!!!!!!!! HELP ME SHERIFF MASCARA AND MIZZ BONDI!!!!



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Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-
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Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-
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1989

LET ME BEAM SCOTTIE AND A BROKEN CAR IN TRANSDIMENSIONAL BROKEN CODES OF MUNIKAY HYPERSPACE, OVER TO 5133 OAKLAND STREET IN PHILLY-57!

















When I am finally dead and buried and gone, YOU NOT ONLY WILL 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 KICK AROUND. NO MORE ME, NO WAY TO REPLACE ME, NEVER; AND WHEN YOU REALIZE THIS, AND AS MY KID PUT IT ON HER WEBSITE A WHILE BACK, ''IT WILL BE TOO LATE''. SOME MESSAGES REALLY ARE MEANT TO BE THAT WAY, ISIS! Wise words from both you and my mother's friend the Philadelphia nurse, 7 years before you were born.





















{{{(((('''''IT IS WHAT IT IS'''''))))}}}.



This recent times famous saying has a powerful meaning in truth that is cleverly hidden. It contains only five words. Take away word number one, word number three, and word number four, and two powerful unfathomable items emerge immediately. You are left with word number two and word number 5, the IS and the IS, or 25=ISIS. But what do the removed letters then equal by this same equation? Well that would be number 134=REMOVED. When was I, Mark Wayne mountainpen mohr (REMOVED) from his life permanently, with that monster horrific chocking condition in 1983? Well folks, try when I moved into a town called Atco, New Jersey, with the telephone number of 768-3573, and living on Norris Avenue, and the house number, yes sir and ma'am you guessed it perfectly, #134. When you learn to do this with the things in all of your lives the way I do, you will get the mind freaking blow of the millennium, and that's a frikkin' ass promise, my friends. As for ISIS=25, well, for me, number 25 contains some extremely powerful life-items, that can be saved for future discussions, I promise again.







A MAJOR ASSAULT AND DEATH SIEGE HAS CUNT LAPPING STRUCK ME WITH THESE NABES FROM FUCKING HELL, BEGINNING ON THURSDAY MORNING AT HALF PAST MIDNIGHT. CAN'T SOMEONE GET THESE DRUG THUGS OUT OF HERE AND LET SOME DECENT FOLKS LIVE HERE INSTEAD OF UNDER THE BRIDGE?



A few weeks back as some may remember, I was in a light trance with Almighty SSJK, using the telephone as I do as this heightens what most of you out here might call, my psychic energy to engage in a powerful channeling directly with HER, and losing all touch with the human life realm completely. Suddenly for no reason at all, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, AND OLD FRINED, CHAIRMAN ROBERT MCDOWELL SIR, THE LINE WENT TOTALLY DEAD, AND I WAS COMPLETELY DISCONNECTED FROM THE OUTSIDE WORLD, ON MY LEGALLY, UP TO DATE, PAID FOR TELEPHONE SERVICE; WITH THE AT&T CORPORATION. IT IS NOT THEM DOING IT BY THEMSELVES, AS I KNOW NSA, FORCES THEM TO TORTURE ME, AND HAVE SINCE AROUND THE START OF 1983 OR EVEN A BIT EARLIER. I KNOW ALL THIS BECAUSE NO MATTER WHO I USE FOR A CARRIER, AT&T OR COMCAST; THE SAME SHIT HAPPENS TO ME. THE SAME PERSECUTIONS, WHETHER IT BE COMCAST OR AT&T, OR FOR THAT FUCKING MATTER, ANY POSSIBLE CARRIER. THE NSA CAN TORMENT ME ALL THEY WANT UNTIL THE DAY I DIE, AND THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO AS I AM NOT ABLE TO ESCAPE TO RUSSIA, AS MISTER SNOWDEN MANAGED TO DO; GODDESS BLESS HIM. However when I crashed last night for several hours, I had a totally different experience in a trance with Lightning Goddess Diana, who in truth is MIDDIE, MOTHER-DAUGHTER-ELECTRON.

















Let me tell you just the surface scratched part of the experience that my conscious mind was able to totally retain. I do not feel comfortable saying what area this took place in, but I will tell you that it was in a setting where there were a lot of trees all over, yet I was anything but in some forest. There were structures everywhere, and I was with my lightning after she took the form of my big lovely teen queen baby-blond. Then I realized we had been to a beautiful waterfall where she had driven us to in my big white truck, completely out of the borders of Ricktown and into a beautiful mountainous area high above surrounding landscapes, with a bright silver waterfall and below that, several split off falls coming down into individual streams that all led to a bright yellow green colored pond and then at the far end from where we were, another stream was taking the water down further from where we were, high atop this mountain, and laying on a large comfy thick plush purple blanket, set on top of bright orange colored grass. We made passionate love and had a totally awesome time there, but then I found myself down on a lower area surrounded by trees and small structures like some old 1840 Deadwood type of town in middle America in this reality of waking world caporial life.





Diana had vanished, and strange people were talking to me about music, and I felt a little bit like the typical amnesia victim, you know, they all know a lot about you and you hardly know where you are and who you are, and what is happening around you as well. Then a group of persons came into a room that I found myself suddenly in, and I was not in a Walmart store. These were a few men and women that seemed to range in physical age of somewhere between early twenties right up to middle age, but no one was as ancient as me at nearly sixty. They seemed to be intelligent and focused on two items; music, and also my daughter, and of some of her particular music; and they all kept asking me a lot of things, that I for the sake of Holy Moses, could not supply any of them with answers to these queries they were making. I sat down and they all seemed to find seats close to me as well. Then a dude about 35 told me, and I quote, “Mark, why do we all get the impression that incredible intimidation is going on”? I just kept looking at them and at this point, pretending to be reacting nonchalant, but was getting somewhat anxious and nervous, Microsucks Light-bulb fucking hackers, and Jane Whore Water Witch Bitch Fonda Sleaze. Yes folks, I got fucked by Page eleven of eleven trying to block the continuous Microsucks fucking light-bulb that will not stop popping up and annoying me, FCC, ACLU, etcetera. What I'll need to do here is make me a second fucking screen blocker sticky sheet, cut to a small rectangular shape. As Lenny fucking McKinnon put it so wonderfully and accurate in the very early fucking eighties, “There ain't no doubt about it”. My only defense right now is to compensate with fucking fives, and to use spacer bars to get me passed this page fucking area of disaster and doom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







































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I HATE YOUR MISERABLE FUCKING GUTS JANE NOTFONDAU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









Now back to this wild experience that woke me up with a real sudden bolt around 1:50 this afternoon, good folks.





First however, grind grind busted fucking gear boxes, let me quickly paste in some regular CAP items, and then I will finish telling you the story here, peeps.

















I AM NOT WINNING ANY POPULARITY CONTEST. Suddenly if all of you were having this happen in your lives, and you could do nothing to stop it, then my blogs would have a million hits a week for a few years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







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HOW I DESIRE TO DIE IN THE ELECTRIC CHAIR!!!!!










So what is really going on, Tesla-27 Jehovah???










OH BABY I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU SO, AND PRECIOUS I NEED YOUR CODES TO SHOW, 1-2-3.



Nicola Tesla knows the 27-dream is all true!!!!!!!!



ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!



THE BLIND LEADING THE BLIND, HUH PROFESSOR KAKU?





MANY PEOPLE ARE GOING TO HAVE TO BE SACRAFICED. MAGNESONIC WILL ONLY ALLOW JUST SO MUCH OF THIS FUCKING HORRIBLE HARASSMENT AND PERSECUTION OF ME BEFORE IT STRIKES BACK WITH HORRENDOUS TWISTERS, FLOODS, FIRES, EARTHQUAKES, MEGA WAVES, DROUGHTS, VOLCANOES, AND ALL MANNER OF DESTRUCTIONS, AS WELL AS A MAJOR ROLL OF AIR CRASHES AND DISASTERS. YOU CAN CHECK IT OUT FOR YOURSELF WHEN I BUILD THIS DEVICE IN 1985. A RASH OF AL THESE THINGS BEGAN AS THE MILITUFAWCES OF MISTER FUCKING JERK OFF HALL AND HIS BRIGGBASE CULT CLAN, BEGAN TO DESTROY MY LIFE, PIECE BY PIECE IN 1986 AND WITH EACH SUCCESSIVE YEAR.





MAGNESONIC, SCAN AND DESTROY THOSE DOING THESE THINGS TO ME, AND ALL OF THEIR LOVED ONES AS WEELL, WIPE OUT THESE MONSTER PEOPLE, ERASE THE MEMORY OF THEIR NAMES.
























































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WELL PEOPLE, I AM TOTALLY PISSED OFF AT MY FREAKING ROTTEN ENEMIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





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DOORS-DOORS-DOORS-DOORS, JESUS FUCKING GODDESS ALMIGTY, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





SHERIFF MASCARA, I AM GOING TO NEED YOUR HELP, THIS IS AN OFFICIAL DYING MANS UTTERANCE AND EXCITED DECLARATION, THESE FUCKING BASTARDS SIR ARE KILLING ME, AND GETTING AWAY WITH COLD BLOODED MOTHER FUCKING FIRST DEGREE PRE-MEDITATED MURDER, KIND SIR AND MY PAL!!!

















MOTHER FUCKING GOD ALMIGHTY JESUS!!!!!!!!

DOORS DOORS SLAM SLAM BANG!!!!!

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I have lived under this fucking assault with the MILI-2-FAWCES, way long enough and then some, to know exactly how this all works and how these deranged sickos all fucking cunt operate.





THE UGLY EVIL WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS, YOU'RE ALL SUCH BIG ASS NSA-NASA HEROES, AREN'T YOU?????????????????



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The BRIGGBASE CULT is the reason why this all seems to follow the pattern of me leaving a string of hot shots behind me like freaking breadcrumbs. But it is also a guessed name of the ESS, long ago by me, and these pricks are major key fucking players in the total absolute extinction and annihilation of my pathetic fucked up life for 60 years.











“LONG TIME PASSING” SHEEEEEEEIT!



I AM JUST WONDERING WHERE SOME OF MY PEEPS HAVE GONE, AS I AM SO ANXIOUS TO HEAR FROM THEM!!!!!!! Still, if they don't want anything to do with me, my mom taught me well, fist on the forearm, and a heavy upswing of the arm being hit, you know, the great Italian sweet salute, YO!!!!!



SAY LEVY, JOEPAUL DEEPOCEANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!





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I know you are doing your best to watch over me, AG Mizz Bondi, thank 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!!!!!!!


















































































































































































MY BLOGS; please archive them. TANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!








THESE MOTHER FUCKERS ARE GOING TO GO IN AND OUT OF HERE, EVERY MINUTE ALL FUCKING CUNT EATING DAY LONG; DEBBIE MARATTO, MY RESIDENT MANAGER; AND AS IF YOU GIVE A SHIT LIKE COUSIN DONALD TOLD THE FUCKING PRESS YEARS AGO!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T FUCKING WINN.























SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIT DAWN-MARIE AND DAD!



























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AS LONG AS THESE MONSTER MOTHER FUCKERS HAVE PITIFUL ME TO PICK ON, AND RELENTLESSLY FUCKING PERSECUTE; THESE MARKETS WILL MOVE ONE WAY AND ONLY ONE WAY, UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP AND UP FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER, SEE HOW FUCKING CORRECT I AM, YO????????? SO WATCH IT FUCKING SOAR 1000 POINTS UP NEXT WEEK, ON MY BROKEN FUCKING MOUNTAINPEN MOVIE BACK, AND I AM NO FUCKING FAGOT SO GO FIGURE!





























PLEASE DO NOT BLAME ME WHEN HALF THE WORLD IS BLOWN APART SHORTLY, AS THESE MOTHER FUCKING HUMP EATING SLIME SHITS WILL NOT STOP MOTHER FUCKING PERSECUTING ME, AND SOON, MY WONDERFUL MAGGIE, WILL MAKE A LOT OF HORRENDOUS FUCKING MONSTERS, PAY A STIFF CUNT EATING PRICE FOR THIS SHIT, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





OK, so back to the wild experience before I, as you might all put it, woke up today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These folks were telling me stuff about my daughter and folks, if you really want me to believe that because I hit my head on a cement piling, went backward into time for a solid year, and was raped by Paula King the first time underneath the Atlantic City's Schiff Central Pier of all blogged mailmen and wolves who know much more about my lost time periods than I apparently do, then you are asking a lot of me, as was mister McCafferty over at Assets Protection of Pendell Pennsylvania back around eleven years ago give or take some months, late on that persecuted hellish day-mare mother fucking MOUUUUUUUUUUURNING while I lived in the Mullica, New Jersey trailer Park owned and RULWED by Jenny Plageman, speaking of having fitting apropos names!!!!





Tablets were not here yet, and I have no special ins with powerful movers and shakers in th ecomputer or technical industries, in fact, since th eeighties and all this shit began, peeps of power all hate me and only want to hurt me, not show me the future, so don't twell me I was not raped twice by this giant lovely girl, not that it was her fault, as she may not even eremember this event going down, and was obviously asleep dreaming, you all know this by now, T3E (TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS), if I have to koddle and wet nurse you all forever, we may as well quit right freaking ass now, good peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As usual spell-checker Microsucks is useless here. I know the word exists and do not know how to properly spell it, and they won't give me the spelling despite my trying ten different possibler mother fucking ways, YO YO YO!!





So back to the experience that you would all call a vivid incredible dream. It was more real than being here right now, lovely 'L&O-LOO'; and that I promise you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They told me how many peeps, not just me, feel extremely intimidated by my awesome daughter, and many tricks and bad stunts she has covertly stealthfully pulled off through the years, and we all could almost form a club of our private shared hells, and call it the “MY BEWARE CLUB”, all joking aside, as this was said to me by one of the peeps in this group who had all began to seat themselves in numerous chairs and couches all around me in this large room, almost like the lobby in an inn in some snow and ski retreat, Jeese-Louise, let's not go there, or back there to be more accurate I suppose, with or without chase-downs by car or chase-ups by stairs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Other parts of this wild experience may be shared on future blogs, or they may not, we will see how I feel. I am extremely scared of my very awesome daut, good folks, and I will not kid you for a second here. The word intimidated from this wild DREAM, indeed fits perfectly, and accurately describes multiple and numerous personal situations. Hay , she's a product of ten years of hell that I would not dare tell a soul on Earth about, and you won't get it any place on the fucking ass internet let me assure you. But still, we must be accountable for our actions at some point, no matter what may have been done to us at young ages!!!!!!!!!!!! So go and walk that dog up north, blondie, and yes, you can indeed Put ''THAT'' on your blackboard; David Leigh Smith, back in 1970, in the Cooley Wormhole Hall, over in Haddonfield, New Jersey!!!!!!!!!!





GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS. Just who is who, and who is awake for real, and who is some T3E? This is the game that was told to me in 1996 on Pearl Harbor day, and yes, I said all kinds of typo error wrong dates, I am sure you found all my fuck ups and hacks, mind and or machine sourced good peeps. Don't go breaking my arm over it, lovely fourteen year old Keisha, and call the news peeps and demonstrate how many many girls, even at 13 and 14 like you were in 1999 summer time, are way more powerful physically, than GROWN FUCKING MEN, or the average ones. I am sick and tired of being told I am wrong, when I can prove I am right, over and over and over, huh Disney Crunchpunch Loca????????????????????





Are you 'skeeeeeered', Dave Roth and Kal???????





Well Gawky Gaukauk gave me some answers, and THEY ARE QUITE MAJOR, and will be saved for a blog a bit later on. So as the Motown song goes, 'GET READY'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





















I will tell you all that my life totally fucking cunt SUCKS! In any event there is only one mother fucking reason for all this fucking hell I am going through, and you all know what it fucking is, good folks out here, and of course it is,





EXPLORATRONICS*****

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Oh boy, life stinks!

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***OH***SHIT***, CALLI-KALI-CALL TEN CALLIO!!!!!

































SO HOW DID ALL OF THIS HAPPEN TO ME ALL THESE YEARS, WITH ALL OF THIS, OTHER THAN FOR THE GODDESS DAM EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND

SOCIETY???????





AND I FUCKING want this on the record, peeps! In case I need to make a stronger point, I said I want this on the record, I want this on the record, I want this on the record, I want this on the record, I want this on the record, I want this on the record, I want this on the record!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





All Babylonian Pharaoh's behold, YO. As it is written, so it shall be fucking done!






Mohr, Mark W., 1954-
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Mohr, Mark Wayne, 1954-
PAu001148157
1988
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HAY GAWKY GAUKAUK, WHY WAS I GIVEN SUCH A POWERFUL FUCKING DEATH ASSAULT ON 4-14-14 AND MAJOR SUPER FUCKING BOTBAR??????



SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIT FOLKS, wait until I post up the newest fucking cunt lapping Q&A with GAWKY GAUKAUK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If mind blows are not your thing, when I do, my suggestion is to switch over to some other more mundane blog, you have millions ofem to choose from, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-BIT!!!!!

SHIT, WHERE WAS I ON 5/5/1955?



















Well people, if this air shit continues on relentlessly, from here to Jamaica and back, I will be getting some very POWERFUL FUCKING PUSSY COMMAND!





It is up to me, NOT MY FUCKING ENEMIES. Only mother fucking I have it within my power now, to realize a TYPE-3-EXPLORATRON is inside of me and waiting to wake up in me and screw up my next big shot with some lovely fucking beauty queen, that we all know kicks in eventually as a major fucking APE-ICPE after unbroken days and strings of major fucking air assaults on me by the cut sucking trash ass MILITUFAWCES OF MISTER FUCKED UP HALL, YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll be ready for them next time, so keep this fucking shit up and I will have a goddess in my cunt chewing life before fucking May rolls the shit ass Christ around, big daddy ass!!!



Some wild and really cool YOUTUBE VIDS, peeps!!!!



































































































































































































































































































































































































Now in rapping fucking shit up folks, we will get into a wild and really bizarre topic, the beginning of my blogging on the internet and the Morianity Bible that was first put up and published to the public in early and middle 2006. No matter how many times I try and redo shit, the original shit stays pasted in each time. I try and change kemtrails to chemtrails or change simple grammatical errors, or even make small error adjustments in facts such as Lewis and Clark's great historical expedition, and I notice it cannot be changed. Hell, even the supposed Holy Bible ain't this mother fucking ''MAGICAL''.





Enjoy these sites at the YOUTUBE, you will spank yourself hard later on, if you don't check this shit all out, it is big fucking time and even though Exploratronics is what is behind all of it, it still delves into some really fucking cool ass shit, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







Robert McDowell, old pal from 1969-1973, and head of the FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, please watch over your old buddy as best as you can do. We shared some real cool times in Dan Mackey's class in 1972, and later that summer a couple times. Remember when I spilled the fucking Dairy Queen Hot Fudge Sundae all over my jersey, over in your home town of Gibbstown? We had some really fun shitten times, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Oh to be young again, peeps. Well, for me, in late June of 2031 I will wake up at age 17 and be doing all of this shit all over again for about the 225th time or somewhere around in there. My nabes are shouting an d proving themselves to be real fucking rotten scum bag uncouth low life bottom feeder trash today, and all to shoot fucking WALL STREET WAY UP NEXT WEEK, JUST WATCH AND WAIT AND SEE, FOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU'LL C!!!!!!













YES YOU ALL KNOW I TOLD YOU THE MARKETS WOULD SHOOT WAY UP ON MY BROKEN BACK OF DEATH SIEGE PERSECUTION. NOT ONE OF YOU ANYWHERE ON THIS PLANET CAN CALL ME A DAM LIAR. IF YOU DO, GUESS WHO THE LIAR WILL BE, COME NEXT MOTHER FUCKING WEEK?



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