DEAR
DIARY JOURNAL TAPE, THIS IS GOING TO SAY SOME HARD HITTING FUCKING
SHIT. THOSE OF FAINT HEART MAY SKIP THIS PART OF MY BLOGS. THOSE WHO
DO NOT MIND HEARING ME TELL IT FROM THE HEART, STAY RIGHT HERE. THIS
BLOG WIL NOT BE FREE OF LOTS OF PROFANITY EITHER.
THIS
WAS HELL TODAY AT THIS NIGHTMARE PUBLIC HOUSING BUILDING. EVEN NOW AT
12:36 IN THE CUNT CHEWING MORNING, A FIRE ALARM THAT IS EAR PIERCING
IS GOING OFF. THIS IS WHAT I HAVE TO LIVE WITH AND CONTEND WITH, AND
NO ONE AT ALL GIVES A MOTHER FUCKING SHIT ABOUT ME ONE BIT. THEY
TOOK EVERYTHING I HAD, AND LEFT ME HERE TO DIE, UNCARING
ROTTEN FUCKING BASTARDS AND CREEPS THAT THEY ALL ARE; AND THERE IS A
HOT PLACE IN ETERNAL FUCKING HELL, FOR EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEM. I
KNOW THIS IN THE BOTTOM OF MY COCK SUCKING HEART!!!!!!!
555JOURNAL
CASSETTE TAPE 25,797555
At
11:43, the authorities came onto the scene and deactivated the fire
alarm, and are here now as I type this live. I know they all know
what ISIS had put me through since she was 10 in 1980, and nobody can
stop an almighty all powerful all knowing psychotic super girl
goddess, movies or no movies of shark tossing in twenty OHM-7. Oh
boy, I am total fucking toast at C-SQ, and I know it! Unfortunately
for me, I am LIVING ON PLANET
EARTHACKJACKLATTISAWATTACK,
SOMEWHERE 'HELLISH-SOUTH' OF THE LOCALIZED GROUPING OF FUSION
REACTORS, THAT LIES APPROXIMATELY 20-300 TRILLION MILES AWAY,
BEGINNING AROUND ALPHA CENTORI, WHICH IS OUR SECOND CLOSEST SUN
(STAR), AND YES I AM QUITE SURE IT IS MISSPELLED AND MSC OFFERS ME NO
HELP AS USUAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes
that wonderful movie that came out about a year into my fucking cunt
blogging career, you know, the shark tossing bed breaking neurotic
super-girl JENNY. Imagine being able to toss one of these guys
around? You rock Jenny, only we all know who this is really supposed
to be. The one and only Queen of Babylon, without any train hurl.
I
AM GETTING OUT OF DODGE, CAPTAIN CALLIO, AND SCREW-U!!!!!!!!
Folks,
I was brought up to be tenacious and fight and not give up. The old
school values I was taught, hold little value in these new times. I
fight to do things, and all I get for my fucking trouble each time is
pure fucking grief. I tried and tried with the forces of hell against
me, to do that song in 2012, “You'll Be Crossing Over”, and look
where it got me. Right into a land of 100% mother fucking BOTBAR,
1986 and 1997 all over again. In 1983 I tried and tried and tried to
get to the bottom of who was fucking messing with me on the phone
when this all started when my phone number in Atco, New Jersey was
(609) 768-3573. What did I get but inability to ever do so, and what
followed was death, agony, choking, and a life of hassles, and a
better word choice being; a living sub death infinite hell, right
endless night crappy cuzz Castle Krassle????????????????????????
Folks,
the old school is gone. It does not pay to try, it does not pay to be
good, and it certainly does not pay to think and live yesterday, as
these days are gone, or maybe Professor Kaku old buddy, they were
never even there to start with. If memories change in all directions
off center-line regular time, there is no decent point of reference
for any kind of true observation of anything, and all my words will
be gibberish no matter what. Who can know these things, other than
maybe for my 1975 moving crew????????? Watch out for that flashlight
moon and that stupid fake white circle Dick Wolf moon. What an insult
to Goddess Diana. She is the most beautiful moon in the dam galaxy
and you put up a fake white circle. What a sin.
No
sir world, being tenacious is not a new age politically fucking
correct thing to be any more. If it is done romantically, YOU ARE A
STALKER. If it is done to try and get what is rightfully yours, you
will ALWAYS END UP GETTING WORSE OFF FOR TRYING TO UNCOVER COVERT
SHIT CAUSING YOUR WOES! I could go on but if I have not made my pernt
here today Archie Bunker, I QUIT, and will not be tenacious about
it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Another
annoying mother fucking hack, Bob McDowell, FCC, is every time UI try
and hold down the shift key and start to hit the ~ button so that by
making half a line of this symbol and then hitting enter, it gives
you a double line separater, and fuck you, I'll use that word, it
fits what I need to tell, and screw it if it is not a fucking word,
but when I start, it somehow acts as though I am not hitting the
shift key and one of these symbols comes out ` instead of the ~
symbol, and then it freezes. These mother fucking hackers that love
to play with people's word programs are so mother fucking sick in the
fucking cunt eating head and annoying, you see if I was king or owner
of the world, folks that torment and tease would all be stoned with
stones until they die, just like out of the fucking old Testament
Christian Bible, and I am not joking. The only way to stop evil and
evil fucking cunt peeps, is to stone them
dead!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am a major literal
advocate of Old Testament Biblical punishments for breaking the basic
laws that make life on Earth either great or hell, if kept or broken.
Think about it a second before you call me some austere evil fucking
monster from the cave days, YO!!!!!!!
I
will not ever change my ways, just because this world has gone
fucking nuts with all this stupid ass social media and all this
computerized fucking horse shit. None of this fucking shit is for me,
and nobody is going to make me fucking change or adapt, FUCK
YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bob McDowell, FCC, sir, the fucking FUCKIGN
HACK is real bad again, sir!!!!!!
Also
the `HACK again, sir.
You
see folks, these cunt eating mother fucking NSA bastards and these
FORTUNE 500 drip shit morons have nothing better to do with their
lives than to sit around tearing wings off of bumble bees and
butterflies, and this should fucking make my dam ass daughter mad at
them, not fucking ass me, you see, this is what makes no sense. No
I'm not being cute. Am I the only one that heard what happened as a
result of these dam jet trails? And just to keep a huge secret
closeted, an entire career is ruined, and I am the mother fucking
prick? WOW, Stacey-Macy- Mackey, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SLAM
goes the fucking door, 911 authorities, at 1:26 AM, and I'll be
calling soon.
FLORIDA
ATTORNEY GENERAL, PAM BONDI
Pam Bondi, Attorney General of Florida
I
had another pal from school, not just Jerry Heitzmann and Bob
McDowell, but Bruce Pennock. Very soon, a lot of wild stuff will be
told about this, I
PROMISE YOU THAT!
APRIL
27, 2014,
SUNDAY
MORNING AT 1:30
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 68 DEGREES FNHT.
DEAR
DIARY JOURNAL:
I
AM VERY TIRED OF TELLING THE TRUTH AND BEING CALLED A FUCKING ROTTEN
LIAR BY THE CRAWFORD CLUB OF BIRCH BEER,
AND
THE COLD SNOWY BLACK HEARTED HYPOCRITES LIKE JAMES
T. BURRRRRR.
NO FREEDOM FIGHTER ON THIS PLANET CAN CALL MISTER NO-SHOVEL A
TRAITOR, NOT WITH A STRAIGHT FACE. The United
States freaking constitution
actually instructed this man, who now, in or out of love; resides
in great Mother Russia;
to do what he did. It
also instructs the rest of us
pathetic wimpy wussy cowards to do similar things, only none of us
have the cunt lapping balls!!!! John Henningsen knows perfectly how
the next sentence could read, in or out of the great COLOR-RED state,
huh too late, Mister Likesemyoung Denver Godtalker???????????????????
A
while ago, a story was all over the local media in my area, and as if
they knew I would eventually jump on this to vindicate my own
reputation in similar matters, they very quickly ended the story,
unlike so many others such as when Mister Beiber came to the area and
raised a ruckus and went to jail for a while, like
Boo.
What happened quite simply put, was a young college man wanted to buy
sex from some homeless teen girl, who killed him with her bare hands
when he did not pay her. The details to the story are totally
irrelevant to my point for today. He was small and she was a big
strong girl, who punched him in his throat, and then when he fell
helplessly to the ground. She put her knee on his throat while he
chocked to death. He begged Campus Security for help, and they were
too scared to do much except run and get help; pretty much what I
would have to do, so who am I to speak here? Anyway, when the
authorities got back, the poor little dude was dead and gone, at the
hands of this wild teen girl. No weapon was used in this killing,
other than her powerful body. Whenever I tell things to people that
resembles a story like this, be it my rape in the summer of 1969, or
just how I love to say back to a TV set when the Lipator Medication
commercial comes on, in a joking way, as it rhymes; “jip-a-whore”.
Then I say after saying this, “There's no whore you want to jip if
you know what is good for you”. In truth, I have arm wrestled a lot
of the women in my life, to quote Bob Cheatley Patterson, and won
only a couple times out of many tries. I have very weak arms, and
street girls are very strong, Ann King used to call it, “JAIL
STRENGTH”. She may have something there, to quote 3-Stooge, Mister
Moe Howard! Still, I am tired of being laughed at, and then a story
breaks that vindicates all the shit I fucking talk about and get
laughed at for saying, and instead of anyone ever coming back to me
and saying, wo, hay Mark, bla-bla-bla, no, fuck me, I don't matter
worth a shit to this mother fucking ass world, do I Mister SNOWED-IN
and Mister ALEX JONES?
Sarah
didn't want to sweep the sand, instead she wants to own the land.
Well I tried to drown her in the sea and burn the water-tops with
glee, but back she came, against the flame; to carry out her threats
on me. She can do some crazy things, impersonating queens and kings.
But now she lies forever strapped, inside a field that keeps her
trapped. Ralph and Sandy cry the blues, because their queen of hell
must lose. The valve of space and time is gonna' blow her fuse.
©
1983, Mark Wayne Mountainpen Mohr
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This
is only one example. Still both my mom and dad made fun of me all my
life, and never believed me ever just how strong many girls really
are. This world is so sick and fucked up and anti-reality. Why can't
peeps accept fucking ass reality? If you are 90, you're 90, not 45.
If you're rich, you're rich, and if you're fucking ass dirt poor like
me, then so you are. Mikey insists on being endlessly 29, he is well
into his sixties and looks 75 or more, and lies on his job apps in a
world where anyone from Alex Jones to retard me knows you can't get
away with shit. THEY KNOW ALL ABOUT YOU, THEY WATCH YOU DAY AND
NIGHT, only I was saying all of this when my blogs started over 8
years ago, not when this shit with SNOWED-IN Geraldine Shahpals, and
other insects and aunts, all got famous. But nobody listens to
nobody's and fucking crackpots. Ever wonder just FUCKING WHO PUTS
PEEPS LIKE ME ON
CRACKPOT LISTS?
Humanity
via the internet has become what was feared by my generation half a
century ago. We've been taken over by automation, and when any of us
really need help, good luck getting any from a robot or an android,
for at least 100 years. Advanced Robotics classes and late Aprils
from 2011; hay Margie Leo, do you think I can ask you here to please
cut me a tiny little break.
The
world is an amazing place. Just when you think you have a lot of
things all neatly figured out, just as with the scientists; kaplooey,
it all becomes filled with static and chaos allover again.
Well,
whether she watches the show or has an entirely different viewpoint
of a one gender only sweet-16 party, I'll say one thing for my
teen-queen SARAH-STACEY KRASSLE. No matter what she does to me, wolf
wolf wolf wolf, I will always love her so, and I need her precious
codes to show, just as I came to understand that I did in 1983. How
could a 13 year old human girl pull all that off dear world and dear
diary? Well, the answer is so simple it is ass biting. She couldn't.
I just want her to know that I fear and love her and always have and
always will, have mercy on me Triple Goddess Middie.
THANK
YOU TEEN QUEEN GODDESS!!!!!!!!!!! Yes world of hyperspace dreamers, I
am ZERANNISS ARTHUR YANCY JONES, from Dogtown; and then Sahasra
Dal Kanwal, thanks to teen-queen SJK.
Folks,
one of the coolest blogs on the entire internet can be found with one
little click of a mouse, on the link I now supply with you, below, so
enjoy it. There is more happening in the combined imaginations of
Mister Horatio and Mister Shakespeare, in their wildest dreams.
FOLKS,
THE BLOG WITH THE ADDRESS ABOVE IS WAY COOL.
IT WILL TELL YOU A LOT ABOUT THE EARTH HISTORY OF THIS BREED OF DOG.
OF COURSE, BETWEEN YOU AND ME FOLKS, AND THE LAMP POSTS OF THE
UNIVERSE; ALL THINGS ON THIS EARTH HAVE A TRUER HOME OF ORIGIN, ON
WHAT MANY INTO HEAVY SPIRITISM CALL AND LABEL, THE ASTRAL-PLANE, OR
JUST THE 'SPIRIT-WORLD'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY BLOGS: PLEASE ARCHIVE THEM.
FORT
PIERCE, FLORIDA, UNITED STATES.
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR BLOGS 2006-2014.
Frankly
Congressman RA, I don't even care. All we can try is to live and to
die, with love for each other to share. © ME in 1980, “Long River
Blues”, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
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There
are some things that need to be said. Within a few blogs, you will
understand how powerful my last 100 months really were. When this
blogging project started, I had many of my memories tampered with.
This was all planned by entities from millions of years away. Now, I
know a lot of shit I did not know back when this all began. My
situation, and perhaps yours as well once in a blue moon, is being in
the wrong place at the wrong time. One such time was in 1984, and it
all started after Donald J. Trump opened up his first casino in
Atlantic City, New Jersey, the Trump Plaza Hotel. Still, Alex Jones
says it best and I could never hold a candle flame up to his sun on
my best freaking day, the NSA CULT, which is NASA with the first
letter-A removed, makes 'Orwell's 1984' prophecies from decades
before that, seem tamer and sillier than any child's game played
anywhere at any playground the world over, YO YO YO YO
BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But all that aside, Trump is a key player here,
but he is only a pawn in the hands of the great Almighty ISIS, and he
knows that better than anyone, and is keeping her from remembering a
lot of shit, and I am close to doing a tape reversal, and he knows
what that is all about as well!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
can say without a question, that even beyond my choking condition
that lasted for life, and my nightmare crossover into hell in 1986
from some weird strange ''dreaming'', that these two events, huge as
they are; both are simply existing inside of this early December of
1982 situation, at this auto repair garage place near the
intersection of the White Horse Pike and Warwick road, in Magnolia,
New Jersey; and just a little over a mile away from Robin Hill
Apartments Complex; and I knew this all along, but when it came to
doing blogs, I never actually made it appear this way, focusing much
more on the two large incidents that followed my becoming connected
with these people there, the owner Mister Simpson, and then his two
side kicks, Herby Letts, and George Belton. All this led to my losing
a reliable vehicle, my 1978 Chevy Nova, for a beat up rotten clunker
Pontiac Bonneville that looked like it belonged crushed between two
powerful electromagnets at an auto graveyard. Then this led to my
having nothing but breakdowns and monster ass car troubles, including
what led me shortly thereafter to meet the owner of the Hammonton
Texaco, a crazy wild
character by the name of ''Jerry'', who was literally, over a period
of 10 weeks or so, making my life, and the life of my mother; a
living burning nightmare fucking hell, and no one anywhere would or
could seem to help us against this horrible fucking sick young
monster, who held the power of life and death, literally over our
heads, and was actually torturing us and our pathetic lives in ways
inconceivable. Everyone needs a car, and he was keeping us from
having ours. And this all started, because
I wanted to go down to TRUMPS NEW HOTEL CASINO in springtime 1984.
Where is Yogi Berra and his non belief in coincidences, when you
truly need him, Mister Voicemail Walmart, sir??????? All these
trhings are a bunch of subsets inside of a huge cosmic equation
consisting of sets of PLAYFIELDS, as was discussed back in a lot of
early blogs during my first 2 years or so online, Chris and Ed; not
Muscles Ed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THE
WEATHER BUG,
In
Partnership With
and
shared by this blogger, who may be contacted through:
Local Weather Cameras
Fort Pierce, FL 34945
We
were but 10 and now we're old, I loved her then but I never told,
'but still', Lenny, to quote you there old L&O pal, I ask you
simply this one thing,
WOW,
I
did say, Lois Foca 1980????
Just
what is all tied up with Hussein and then her obsession with lighter
verses darker, and then finally, this wild Pack-Mountain-Man
Cosmic-Game, called, “GUESS
THE NAME OF THE GUESTS”?
Well,
to quote what one of her younger movie friends said, in one of her
great artistic projects, of more recent times, spanning a near
quarter century career now; “LET'S
EXPLORE THIS”
My
blogs next week will get into this game, only it is no game, not in
my humble opinion that my coworker Mashell entitled me to back in
1980 at the RPL Sound Studios of Camden, New Jersey, USAESMWG.
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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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!!!!!
PATHETIC
PERSECUTED MARK WAYNE MOUNTAINPEN MOHR----------MORIANITY BLOGS
COPYRIGHT 2006-2014, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
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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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!
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*****
EXPLORATRONICS*****
EXPLORATRONICS*****
EXPLORATRONICS*****
EXPLORATRONICS*****
EXPLORATRONICS*****
EXPLORATRONICS*****
WHAT
FUCKING CUNT ELSE???
COURTESY
OF THE WEATHER BUG!!!
Weather
Map is courtesy of CHANNEL
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local South Florida TV.
Note: The
image above may not reflect the current alert state for your county
due to a several minute delay between the issuance of the alert and
the map processing.
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Advisory
Colors Key
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Storm Watch
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Flood
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Oh
boy, life stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
Oh
boy, life
stinks!
***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!
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