Saturday, May 17, 2014

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ANYONE THAT IS FOOLISH ENOUGH NOT TO THINK THAT ALL OF THIS COMPUTERIZED WORLD IS THE END STAGE, OF THIS HUGE 'SIMULATION-GAME' FROM AN UPLINE REALITY; IS BEYOND DUMB AND STUPID, GORGEOUS JOANN-A. IT HAS BECOME TOTALLY OBVIOUS TO ME; AND IT SHOULD BE OBVIOUS TO ANYONE HALF BRAIN ALIVE, AND READING OR EVEN SKIMMING; THROUGH MORIANITY. BUT THEN, THIS IS JUST (IMHO)! ONLY IN A GAME COULD ALL THE STUFF AROUND ME BE SO TOTALLY REAL, AND SO TOTALLY CRAZY, CONGRESSMAN ANDREWS AND ALBERT PILEGGI.











MAY 17, 2014,

SATURDAY MORNING AT 12:01,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,

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The entire 100 plus months of these blogs may indeed tell a wild story. Most don't believe it could be true, written by a quintessential nut-job, to say the least. All this is part of everything, nothing is left out, not now, not a century and a half ago when psychiatry was invented in the modern world sense. Studying the mind and healing the body have been around in somewhat more archaic forms since time immemorial.









Hay, Jason Forrest, and the 'Crazy cursing dudes writing lady', wanted MORE OF MARK, so here he freaking is, folks. So 'TEE HEE HEE', Lilly Munster, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!





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THAT AIN'T NO CHEAPSKATE WHITE CIRCLE BACKDROP, MISTER WOOOOOOOOOOOLF. NO WOLF IN THIS WORLD WOULD HOUL AT THAT CHEAP FAKE WHITE CIRCLE OF YOURS, BUD!!!!!! BUT SOME HAVE ASKED ME, WHO THE HELL IS ON THAT SPACE-PLANE? WELL, I'LL TELL YOU, IT IS TECHNOGRAPHY, YOU KNOW, A PARLOR TRICK LIKE CONTINUALLY ANNOYING A BLOGGER WITH A STUPID 'FUCKIGN' LIGHTBULB, MICROSUCKS!





WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! WEEMEMBER FOLKS, WHAAAA, WHEN THEY FUCKING HACK ME WHEN I AM USING CAPS, AND WRITING THE WORD ''F-U-C-K-I-N-G'', I PUT QUOTATION MARKS AROUND IT AFTERWARD, WITHOUT MAKING A CORRECTION; AND IF I AM USING SMALLS; I MERELY TAKE OUT THE HACKED TWO FINAL LETTERS, AND RETYPE THEM STILL WRONG; BUT IN CAPS, SO THAT THE HACK FUCKING STANDS OUT, FOR ALL 2C!!!!!!!!!!!!







THE STOCK MARKET FLEW UP YESTERDAY, FRIDAY, BUT WAS DOWN ON THE WEEK. THE ONLY WAY FOR ME TO FIGHT A MAJOR BULLISH MOVE, IS TO DO ALL THAT I CAN DO, TO UNDERMINE MY CREDABILITY, SOMETHING I LEARNED THROUGH HEAVY MAJOR EXPERIMENTATION OVER DECADES OF TIME, IS MORE IMPORTANT EVEN THAN MONEY, TO MY WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE ENEMIES, YO! These rat fucking bastards have a field day for months on end, unless I use this tactic to fight them back, and I plan to do just this, for the rest of my miserable life. Most of you will forget this sentence, so I do not mind typing it. Me, call me Nat Cole Junior if you wish, I don't ever forget shit, ask Miss Dirtball-Jane Monster-Slapper!









I will get into a lot of shit, as promised, but remember that I merely pave over and put entirely new slants on already known stuff, for the most part. When I give you something new, like a techno-pop project that wrecked my life, and began my 3rd MAJOR BEARISH LIFE CYCLE back on 08/28/2013; or tell the full instructions for usage of the FASCITAR, and along these lines; THEN I'll come right out up front at the swing-bat, and say, now this a brand new and I do not know of anywhere else in the world where you will get this information. This includes the wide family tree I talk about many times. The gorgeous girl I met in 2010, Linda, at the Fort Pierce Library; worked with a historical society and had a website, but they did not start the 'ancestry dot com thing', until they learned of the Huntington family; and just how fucked up this all is. Still, my distant Cuzz Donnie-Boy and his wold pack pals, seem to know it all, and why not. They shared it all around, and the one who knew the most was my cuzz. He used me to bring him here. The normal TYPE-3-EXPLORATRON thing is one thing, but he wanted to totally take over a piece of clay, the other Donald buried deep down inside of this one. This is no temporary thing, this dude 24-7 knows all about it all, and is the owner and controller of the entire BRIGGBASE, and this is why he panicked when he saw me with Leticia Tilley in his hotel-casino, the Plaza, in Atlantic city, New Jersey, in the early autumn somewhere, back in two thousand and freaking nine!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes ladies and gentlemen, there is so much going on you would not believe me in a thousand mother fuckiGN years, but I'll type on aniwho, because to put it quite bluntly, I could fuckiGN care less about this whole asshole generation. The US © Office will have to hold this copyrighted blog for 75 years, and then, it will reach a time where folks will know how real I am. But that is not the absolute clincher, and yes, in a localized parallel reality, PP said something to me that he may possibly have thought in his head here and just never said it to me aloud, and it is so major that the entire 'EW' would go right off of Mister Lobo's famous chair, without any lovely tall blond goddesses involved in the mix!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, I knew when I started this fucking shit, and yes, I fucking looked both these times, Mister Qunatumobserver Kakuprof, those fucking ass hacks all began, FCC, BOB MCDOWELL, old school chum from Jacobsonville Hallomerryween Ruthgloucestersharknightmares!!!!!!!! Decode that one. Well, the BFA will have that done before I even type the next paragraph, let alone post this shit up anywhere, WOW Mister Mackey Macy!!!!!!!!! YEAH THEY'RE FUCKING PISSED, Bob McDowell, some super fucking hacking is beginning, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOSO-WEIN, YO? Oh yes, if it is totally new, I'll tell you, but most of the shit will always be somewhere you have been, only I already know that when you were they, you had no idea where you really were, clueless as a Kim Wild or a sung-song-tamed animal; but still, Mister Lenny Briscoe, sir; No one ever really invents these concepts. If they did, no one alive now could track it back half accurately, and it is as old as the hills and the stars, of the Ocean's Sodom, of very distant Cuzz Trump. WO, Mister Harner, thank you no matter how it all turned out for that favor that saved my life. I will always be loyal and hold the secret. Http://www.billyharner.com/ Check it out, Sally isn't the only one sayin' something around here, and Billy is not the last PERSON on or off of the great Hammond Steel Pier, of Atlantic City, any more than Sarah Jacobson is the strongest girl in all of Cooley Hall. I believe she went out of her way, AGAIN, while I was walking by one day in the fall of 1972, to let me hear her correcting some dude who called her the strongest ''girl'', deleting the word he used and replacing it without trepidation, hesitation, or any qualms about it whatsoever, with the word, “PERSON”. I know she was, and still remember jock-Steve getting his living guts ripped apart down on the Bridge, not up on it, and I do not talk so sweet any more, lovely Chiffon Sisters, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! I know totally without a doubt, mister 1980 McKinnon, what has happened to me for the past 55 years since I was out of high chairs in Levittown, Pennsylvania, so no, I need no assistance right now from any of the REAL CREATORS OF THE MIGHTY STAR TREK TELEVISION SHOW, back in 1966. To convince me otherwise, you would need to show me the error of my ways, LOL, and I am way to tired for any on-line luv folks!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT.









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We will be going to many places where no man or woman has gone before, Mister all kinds of berries, Rodden, Rotten, Cran, Blue, or ''WHATEVER'', to quote my pal before he became a great New Jersey Congressman, and almost President of the USA, missed by a little but then, in many parallel localized realities, he did not miss, and in those, this is where the great ex-Senator Fred Thompson literally saved my life from some thugs, back when it made no sense at the time, why I'd even be dealing with peeps like this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was too busy thinking about the Milituforce and sky attacks and Mark and Sarah being the only ones who knew the diction, right Copyright Examiners, and yes, it is not chemtrails from 1987, at the American ''I don't like it'' Honda Plant, on Gaither Road, in Mount Laurel, New Jersey; where I suffered immensely, at the hands of the WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE while trying my best to perform my duties there, as a security officer; back in those lovely wonderful awesome emmereffing days. ''WE'' FRED TANDYSHACK DANGEROUS ELECTROMAGNETIC FIELD. Stay the fucking hell away from the shore son. Yes sir, that was a wild telephone conversation, and my very first with a major high profile personality, back in late spring time of good old 1969, and then came three weeks later, and the MUST-DO AT ALL COSTS, COOLEY HALL SCHOOL PLAY, HUH MISSES ''RAROLA''????????? Will you please cut me a break, Margie freaking 1985 Leo? TANKS!!!!! Mister Macy, may I please have your permission here, YO?





Mister Macy, may I please have your permission here, YO YO YO YO YO, AND YES, ME' HANSER WASHED UP ALL NEECE AND FEENE MAITEE MCGUIRE!



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SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KARGE KRASSLE'S name number is 30/465, and it is. 30 is the total of letters in all of her great lovely names, and 1+2+3+4+5+6+7...30 does in fact = up to 465. This 465 when turned into numerical dating system, is April of 65, and I was not here as Mountainpen in 1865, nor will poor old Mountainpen B here, hopefully the gods, in 2065, so only the 19 or the twentieth century-65 is relevant 4 me, hence April of 1965 or 4/65, is when Sarah got the Treymore 2 do whatever needed B done @ get mom and me 2 come over 2 her street, and 2 the Trinidad Motel, on Tennessee Avenue, in Atlantic City, New Jersey, USAESMWG. But if you think I have exhausted my long winded speeches regarding the power of numbers in my life, think the crissake again, at light speed squared, good peeps!

Whether it is the Trinidad hotel or the Seaport Hotel, Lenny Briscoe still says it all with his famous, “STILL”!!!!!!!!!!!!



THE SEAPORT HOTEL PHOTO, WHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!









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LOOKS MORE LIKE BOSTON HARBOR, OR SOME WATERFRONT, TO ME. OH WELL, YO!

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This brings back lots of fond memories, lassies and laddies, AMEE right Meester Meeguire?????????????? SHEEEEEEEEEIT!





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Nothing in this creation naturally ages or gets destroyed in any real way outside of powerful illusions in STM (SPACE-TIME-MIND). Neither death or disease, or any of this, is natural; nor is any of our material objects wearing out and stopping. A powerful controlling force is doing all of this to us and it has no right at all, to be doing this, N—O—N—!!!!!!!!!! This entire Morianity project, as some smarter amongst you out here have guessed already; is about me coming of age mentally and spiritually, or in other words; about me putting some of the wildest cosmic dots all neatly together, for over 4-6 decades of time, and seeing what picture is drawn as a result of this ancient pencil-dot game.





















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If you ever read this blog, call me sometime, 489-8625. Thank you my wonderful people for coming back to me. I have 80% of my lost viewers back that were with me last year in twenty-thirteen. There was a time when I thought this entire blog had been abandoned. Still, Lenny, it really is for 80 years in the future when the Copyright Office places it into Public Domain, where it is now, but for safe keeping. The greatest time capsule available to a poor person, will always be the UNITED STATES COPYRIGHT OFFICE, so thank you, USA, for these marvelous, terrific, great, untrumpable folks!!!!!!!!!!!!







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I want this on the record; old friend from 1972, in Dan Mackey's class, at Cooley Hall at school, Bob McDowell; and all other authorities out here, who need to do their job to protect and ensure my civil freaking rights, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!











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Now this was all right after I had met and interacted with the throat specialist in northeast Philadelphia, and his magical lovely young lab-tech assistant. Yeah sure, That's not his problem, Misses Mohr. Don't go nuts on me Scowling Trump; just sink your big ugly black tub with you on board, YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why will I go into a slow endless eternal coma sub death for a million years, without the magical 4-ML-GRAM daily ativan dosage, ever since AD-1983? YYYYYYYYYYYYYYY JIMMY, © 1984 YYYYYYYYYY? Got an almighty all knowing answer for this one, Santa Claus and Patricia Hollister, on or off of Halloween Day, and Merry's punishment?

SO JUST WHY DID JIMMY TELL ME THESE THINGS IN 1984 OH GREAT US © OFFICE?????????????



ATLANTIC COUNTY, NEW JERSEY, GOVERNMENT WEB SITE, REPRINTED HERE AT MORIANITY, FOR ALL TO COME TO KNOW AND LOVE; AS DID I, IN VARIOUS WAYS, WOW, DYFIS LISA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA MICHAEL 1971 MCNULTY.


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WHY NOT GET TO KNOW ABOUT MY MAJOR recurring nightmare school, THAT WAS FINALLY FOUND WHILE I WAS KINDNAPPED BY THE MIGHTY KING BRANCH OF THE GREAT TAWF-70, YOUR EMINENCE? SO READ ON, ALL POTES, AND ALL GREAT POPES. TANKS!
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YOUTH DETENTION

Buffalo Ave. & Duerer St.
Egg Harbor City, NJ
609-965-3583
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Wayne Ford, Assistant Superintendent
YOUTH DETENTION - HARBORFIELDS

PROGRAM DESCRIPTION
Harborfields operates under the auspices of the County of Atlantic, Department of Public Safety and is managed, under contract, by the State of New Jersey, Department of Law and Public Safety, Juvenile Justice Commission. Harborfields is located on Buffalo Avenue and Duerer Street in the City of Egg Harbor, New Jersey. The Program serves male and female juveniles between the ages of 12 and 18 awaiting court review for disposition, trial or other court action. The facility has 8 secure beds for females and 19 secure beds for males.
MISSION STATEMENT
Harborfields provides a secure, safe, clean and healthy environment for court-detained youth. The dedicated staff of Harborfields are consistent, tolerant individuals who work as team players. Leading by example, the staff is able to provide to difficult youth much needed self-discipline, respect for self and others and personal responsibility.
Through education and rehabilitation, emotional support, stability and structure, the youth at Harborfields are dealt with as individuals. At Harborfields the program prepares its youth to reenter the community or to enter into Juvenile Justice Commission programs.
With the use of effective treatment methods, Harborfields is making a difference in the lives of youth.
PROGRAM GOALS
Harborfields meets the needs of the community as a secure facility for juveniles who have been deemed unsuitable for release pending court appearance. Harborfields also works to stabilize juveniles by structuring their day with educational activities.
PRIMARY SERVICES
1. Counseling Component - Guided Group Interaction is conducted daily by two staff for approximately 1 hour per session. Individual Counseling is provided as needed by staff social workers.
2. Academic Education, Special Education and GED preparation are provided by the Atlantic County Special Services School District with the expectation that youth will return to the regional public school or transitional school.
3. Drug and Alcohol Counseling as well as Narcotics Anonymous and Alcoholics Anonymous sessions are provided through the County Youth Services Commission, as needed.
4. Recreation and Athletics are conducted in the facility gymnasium by the Physical Education Teacher provided by the Atlantic County Special Services School District.
5. Sex Education and Parenting classes are provided by an on-site Program Specialist.
6. Community involvement is maintained through special events which include speakers such as the Mayors of Atlantic City and Egg Harbor, members of the police department, and people from other walks of life.
7. In House Detention Program - The facility manages a 10 slot program which places youth onhouse arrest under the shared supervision of parents and detention officers. The intention is to have the youth continue in usual community activities pending court appearance.
ADMISSION CRITERIA
Upon arrest, a juvenile must be seen by Juvenile Intake for determination of detainable offense which would result in the youth being remanded to Harborfields.
VISITING HOURS
Sunday 1:00 PM - 3:00 PM - Family & Friends
Thursday 7:00 PM - 8:00 PM - Parents Only
Visitation Requirements:

Visitors must present proper ID
Visitors under 18 must be accompanied by an adult.
No former residents are allowed to visit.
Special visits available upon request, with approval of the Superintendent.
You know that old expression, ''GET REAL''. Well, let's, Herby, and George, and Everett. Why did Dawn King know all along, that a nightmare I had about this place all my life, was so interconnected with the larger extended family; unless all the things that Morianity and my blogs have taken us for more than eight years, are indeed, all true and totally correct???????? YOU GO, OLD coworker and pal, 'Bob Schleigh' from Mac Andrews in 1980, and GET REAL. REALE GOT ME, YO. WHAT'S THIS FUCKING SHIT AT THE LICORICE PLANT, MY BROTHER? YA' ALL WAITING FOR ME TO LAUGH OUT LOUD, MISTER MCNULTY? DO A 'DISCOVERY ZONE', OLD BUDDY!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEEEEIT.














EXPLORATRONS DID A LOT MORE THAN YOU MIGHT THINK ON THE SURFACE FROM WHAT LITTLE I HAVE TOLD. I TOLD ABOUT THE VARIOUS TYPES, THAT WE ALL ARE INDEED EXPLORATRONS, AND IF WE NEVER SLEPT, WE COULD NOT REMAIN IN HYPERSPACE. IT HAS BEEN TRIED. I TOLD HOW SOME NEVER HAVE WAKING WORLD RECALL TO DREAMS, BUT THAT IS JUST THEM HERE. THEIR 'OTHER-SELF' DOPPELGANGERS MORE THAN MAKE UP FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NO RECALL CONSCIOUSLY. BUT BEFORE I EVER USED THE WORD, ''EXPLORATRONS'', THEY BEGAN TO DREAM INTO NUMEROUS LOCALIZED PARALLEL UNIVERSES BACK INTO TIMES SHORTLY AFTER INTERNET BEGAN TAKING OFF JUST AFTER THE YEAR 2000, AN DI MEAN REALLY TAKING OFF, LIKE NOTHING IN THE PAST COULD REMOTELY COMPARE TO. THEY WENT BACK AND BEGAN USING THIS TERM, AND ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS GOOGLE SEARCH, AND YOU WILL NOT FIND MY STUFF ANYWHERE, I CHALLENGE YOU TO TRY, UNLESS THAT IS YOU TYPE IN BOTH MY NAME OR MY BLOGS AND SOMETHING RELATING TO THEM AND THEN PUT IT TOGETHER IN QUOTATIONS WITH THE WORD EXPLORATRON. I am dead ass fuckiGN serious good people, so push me off my chair if you want to MC. Any nine year old can, as I am in pitiful ass shape my peeps. But getting back to this topic, what really are the mother fucking odds that a word like EXPLORATRON, is going to be used for any purpose other than for who they really and truly are, and way back about a half dozen years before I knew the word BLOG was in the hackers-dictionary. GIMME A BREAK MIZZ MARGIE KITKAT LEO!!!!!!!!!!






Now if you think I cannot write about how this real traveling is being done all around the unsuspecting majority ever since this planet contained dreamers from the plank or Astral-World, you are so wrong. I could write for a billion mother fucking days and nights before this would all be properly told. This is why we skip around, and try and make a little bit of fun and humor out of it, as without this, I cannot speak for any of you, but I would go so far into the fuckiGN sike-ward, that a thousand great musicians xcould all come in there with me and jam well until we cannot hear any longer, and it would not make a bit of difference. We all would be fucking flying over endless mother fuckiGN coo-coo nests, along with giant Native Americans and large water fountains!









I have some major fucking hackers on me BOB MCDOWELL, old 1972 school chum and now director of the great mighty powerful NON-OZ FEDERAL COMMUNIUCATIONS COMMISSION, and the first mother fucker to say to me, I wonder if Mister McDowell ever said to you, ''I didn't think you had it inside you'', you light-bulb mother fucking Microsucks shit eating sub scum toilet water lapper, will be punched right in the fuckiGN mouth, Mashell Daniels and dawn-Marie King, BRAH!!!!!!!!!! OF THAT, Kimbalion, oh great cartoonist, YOU CAN BE SO SURE; and you too, Jimmy Stuart, and gene Roddenberry, and Lurch Rock Giant Android Kirk-Crusher!!!



An article appeared in 1994 in the summer time, right around when the Nick@Night Channel was running its mother fucking NON-MICROSUCKS LIGHT-BULB-HACK Block Party Summer, on television; that was beyond awesome, and was political at least on the surface, but it really was about as ''esoteric'' and paranormal as these words could ever hope to begin to fucking cunt describe. If my blogs could do a time-line from this article, leading to Poolroy Haddonwood making his appearance and contact with me, and then eventually and shortly before the closing down of this locally famous branch of this tennis and swimming club; the incident with my hub cap getting dinged and banged all to hell by the 16 year old Nick and almost 16 year old Nickelodeon Channel; it would go 1-2-3, and then scream out 27-Nicola Tesla at many many many millions of mother fucking watts, lovely Ingrid!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All things are in time-lines, mostly in much shorter trends however. For an example, last night, I began getting lots of utility and computer fucking interference and WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE siege, my old friend from 1972, Bob McDowell, now FCC Chairman, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Right after this, all hell, one by one thing, and step by strep fucking shit, began to roll along. This is normally how my fucking hellish shit works against me, it starts out of nowhere, then bang bing cunt sucking fucking cock licking BOOM, it goes and goes and goes, and then just as mysteriously as it came out of and from wherever it did, POOF POTTER, it vanishes in like mother fucking cunt sucking manner, YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! However, only in 1994-1996, did three things happen in a huge big ass fucking picture, over one year intervals, and was every bit like these smaller things, and I know, as I have CUNT FUCKING SUCKING ASS LIVED THROUGH THIS DAM ASS SHIT NOW FOR A BVERY FUCKIGN LONG TIME, LOVELY INGRID-1984, SWEETIE-PIE!!! Computer hacking is very fucking heavy, old friend BOB, and they made your name, come out, 'mob McDowell' earlier; lucky for the blog, I caught it. And you used to laugh and think all that Johnny Fucker 100 MPH faster stuff was a crack up, back in Cooley Hall, 42 friggin' ass years back into time, SHEEEEEEEEIT, come up here with me, oh yeah, I forgot; YOU ARE UP HERE WITH ME, SAHWEE, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! What the shit was I thinking, BRRRRRRR????????



Let us go on to talk about this fucking article that surfaced one day in all of the mag-rags, and eventually, was buzzed around more carefully, even in major publications, but has all now been totally ETOSSIAN forgotten, a major power and ability of the LAMBRIGG ASTRAL PLANE CULT FORCE, of the Dark Shadows Club, of 1969 and 1970; not to be confused with their great fan club.


This article very realistically claimed that people of name recognition were coming out of closets, proclaiming that many folks LIVING AMONGST US, SIMPLY PUT, ARE NOT REAL. It was straight out of a fantastic fictional old black and white syfy show, called, ''The Outer Limits'', where peeps from the President of the USA right on down the frikkin' line, were being abducted, and duplicates under some other intelligence's control, were being placed back among us, and if you never saw this show, you need to waltz yourself into one video rental place and or old record-tapes-video type stores, I know for a fact they have such places in Jersey, as for Florida, that's anybody's fucking guess, but you REALLY DO NEED TO SEE THIS MOTHER FUCKING 52 MINUTE TV SHOW, ON SOME MEDIUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But getting back to the sudden blast of these articles making this claim one day out of the blue; this is real, it happened, I mean the articles, I of course am not claiming to be able to prove the validity of 'squat', or I'd be word-rhymed, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Not that this would do me or those against me any good in long run play, Mister WAWA STORE!!!!!!!!!!


Now I will tell you about a conspiracy closer to home, well, not really, as closer to home was what a lot of this other shit was all fucking about, as well; earlier yesterday fucking cunt lapping afternoon, Mister McGuire and mister McNulty, sirs; AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-, and WHAAAAAAA!!!


For the FUCKING CUNT record, a brand new non key, well, no that is not true, it is a key, ''HACK'' of some kind, has been in this OPEN OFFICE PROGRAM for a number of fucking months now, annoying the MOTHER FUCKIGN CUNT EATING SHIT OUT OF ME, YO. It respells the fucking word FUCKING, all the 'fuckiGN' time, TO 'FUCKIGN' , I am sure you've all FUCKIGN NOTICDE, WHAAAAA, yeah, I did that, easy too, STAPLES, but I don't have a lot of shit, only HELL AND SHIT AND ENDLESS 'FUCKING' WOES AND PERSECUTIONS RESULTING FROM THE LOVELY CUNT EATING HUNTINGTON CURSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 'Yeah, they did it again', the cunt lapping fucking pricks!!!!!!!!!! Where the shit are you, Stacey Lattisaw, when I gods dam need you and your friend Jack Hattack? Jeese-fucking-Louise, Detective Surfer Fontanna!!!


'Dear' Anthony Cifaloglio Hunter of the Survivors club of Stealth-ops, and anger at guards that write too much shit on reports, unlike the wonderful one line Roy Carl Weiler Senior, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Oh yes, the 'deer hunter' syndrome, it amazes me that law enforcement never caught on all these pussy chewing ''fuckiGN'' years. It never stops, and it won't, until I get this machine to a FUCKING CUNT REPAIR SHOP, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO, and I will, mother ''fuckign'' jerk offs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SEE, IT IS EVERY FUCKING ASS TIME, John Fucker Faster Bobby-1972!!!!!!!!!!!! But now for the real big story on American Broadcasting Company, and their world famous 'fucking' ACTION ASS NEWS!!! All things link up, all dots connect, the problem is that sometimes there may be a few octillion of these bitches in your personal mother fucking jigsaw puzzle, YO folks. Well, if we involve the covered up truths of EXPLORATRONICS, ME' PEEPS; you can totally know that that is a number that is a major underestimated amount, still, it is fuckiGN one times ten to the electrical power, (1X10-EX-27) WOW, Mackey and Macy, and of course, dazzling lovely luscious STACEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!













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Station Manager Ken clued me in to this fella recently. He was given a CD called “The Meaning of Life.” The back copy states that it was made from a cassette found on the side of the road bearing the same title. He’s really difficult to listen to, for a couple of reasons- The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the conversation and they seem to have been recorded either by a microphone placed somewhere in the room or possibly while Mark was standing outside on a windy day. More importantly, he is insane. Completely, violently insane.
Mark claims to be both a time traveler and a descendant of King David. His family will bring about the apocalypse through the activation of the Christ Android, currently dormant inside the 12 Planet. And also that the 50 richest families in the world are trying to do him in. Covertly, of course. Also against him is Donna Summer, the Devil. (Whether he means the disco Donna Summer, or WFMU’s own Jason Forrest isn’t clear.)
Here then, are three selections from Mark’s version of reality:
If you need more Mark from NJ, Aquarius Records would be happy to sell you a cd-r.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go cover my windows with aluminum foil.
Posted by Listener Therese on December 12, 2006 at 01:28 AM in Audio Mysteries, MP3s, New Jersey, Religion | Permalink

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Goyim in the AM
The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the conversation…”
I don’t think any existing recording device on this earth could have captured the other side, although Mark may disagree.
Posted by: Goyim in the AM | December 12, 2006 at 02:42 AM
King Daevid MacKenzie
the link for “Android & Angel” is screwed up. Y’all may want to fix it…
Posted by: King Daevid MacKenzie | December 12, 2006 at 04:01 AM
Listener Therese
Sorry about that! I just fixed it.
Steve PMX
I think this guy is the *real* New Jersey Devil. Look at his horns and christ-blocking shades.
K.
Sweet Jesus, my PoMo-radar is beeping. And a nice performance. He could be real, I’ve known folks like him.
bartelby
Just sounds like someone responding to internal stimuli, there are many people like this probably an hour’s drive from anyplace in the Northeast. How is this different than getting enjoyment watching a man with a club foot trying to walk?
Posted by: bartelby | December 12, 2006 at 11:14 PM
Chris Arter
Hello My name is Chris Arter I am 25 and I live in New Jersey. As a child I found two tapes made by this guy, years apart from each other. They were both 90 minutes long. I only have one now. They feature folk songs and disco songs. He never mentions his name but I found out his full name is Mark Wayne Mohr and he was born in 1954 by looking up material that he mentions he copyrighted on the cassette. I’ve had this tape for about 14 years and have never been able to find anything on him except his name and the names of other copyrighted material that he has registered. Some of his songs are actually pretty nice. And the tape like you describe only captures his side of a conversation with a 7’7″ tall fellow named shorty. Bar none still the most entertaining 90 minutes I’ve ever experienced.
maledoro
I clicked on the Aquarius link to find Mark from NJ’s CDR, but it was no longer listed. :(
Posted by: maledoro | August 07, 2007 at 06:54 AM
Fairlight
Aaah, very happy to get some info on this guy! One of his recordings has been used on the track “The Christ Android”, on the album “Memory Hole” by Kevin Moore (of Chroma Key, and ex-Dream Theater keyboardist). That’s what prompted me to find out what this nonsense single-sided argument was all about. Thanks a lot!
Posted by: Fairlight | September 22, 2008 at 02:34 PM
Ghostlight
I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight | October 30, 2008 at 08:19 PM
Ghostlight
I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight | October 30, 2008 at 08:21 PM
Ghostlight
I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight | October 30, 2008 at 08:25 PM
Tony NYC
Hi. I got to this page while reading about music played on the ‘Jews Harp’. I’ve been searching, for a loooong time, for a song that was played one lazy August afternoon on WFMU, around 1980, or earlier.
It was a rendition of ‘My Favorite Things. The vocals of the main melody were accompanied by only a Jews Harp (…”Whiskers on Kittens, etc…”) And when it came to the chorus, it was sung monotone, by several voices…very weird, slowly, dragging, groaning (‘theeeese aaaaare aaaaa feeeeewwww of myyyyy faaaaavoooriiiite”.
When it got to “Things”, it was sung in a kind of higher, psycho-sounding, very melodic voice, like celebrating the word ‘things’.
Is there anyone here who knows and appreciates WFMU, who might know what the song title and author was, or how I can get a copy of it?
It’s been so long, and I’ve found every other weird and funny song I’ve ever heard except for this one.
On that same show on WFMU, they also Played Godley & Creme’s ‘Sandwiches of You’
I’ve listened to hundreds of versions of ‘My favorite Things’, and it wasn’t any of those.
Thanks, for any help. Please feel free to e-mail me, if you can. giotkr at earthlink dot net
Posted by: Tony NYC | May 14, 2009 at 10:44 PM
Razzy McThaxton
This fella is MOST DFEFINATELY for real! A friend of mine roomed with him for awhile at his home in Blue Anchor, NJ, and said Mark screamed and yelled into a phone that was off the hook, non-stop, for days on end. He believes lightning is a Goddess named Sarah Krassel, and that the Atlantic Ocean is the Goddess Stacy. Moreover, he is convinced that the Kennedy family, in conjunction with the Carey family(Mariah and them), in conjunction with the Trump and NJ Callio family, are conjointly conspiring to kill him, using black-op helicopter missions, spraying his immediate air space with chem-trails, and sending Atlantic City-residing life gaurds and bar tenders stealing into the night, waiting to catch him off-gaurd. The only problem being that he lives in Ft. Pierce, FL now, but still believes they’re out there. You can google “MOUNTAINPEN” to catch up on his latest blogs.
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At the risk of being pigeonholed as the Girl Who Writes About Crazy Cursing Dudes, I bring you Mark from New Jersey. Mark has far-ranging theories on time travel, Armageddon, roulette and Donna Summer (the DEVIL!), which he angrily discusses in various telephone conversations.
Station Manager Ken clued me in to this fella recently. He was given a CD called “The Meaning of Life.” The back copy states that it was made from a cassette found on the side of the road bearing the same title. He’s really difficult to listen to, for a couple of reasons- The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the conversation and they seem to have been recorded either by a microphone placed somewhere in the room or possibly while Mark was standing outside on a windy day. More importantly, he is insane. Completely, violently insane.
Mark claims to be both a time traveler and a descendant of King David. His family will bring about the apocalypse through the activation of the Christ Android, currently dormant inside the 12 Planet. And also that the 50 richest families in the world are trying to do him in. Covertly, of course. Also against him is Donna Summer, the Devil. (Whether he means the disco Donna Summer, or WFMU’s own Jason Forrest isn’t clear.)
Here then, are three selections from Mark’s version of reality:
If you need more Mark from NJ, Aquarius Records would be happy to sell you a cd-r.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go cover my windows with aluminum foil.
Posted by Listener Therese on December 12, 2006 at 01:28 AM in Audio Mysteries, MP3s, New Jersey, Religion | Permalink

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Goyim in the AM
The recordings only capture Mark’s side of the conversation…”
I don’t think any existing recording device on this earth could have captured the other side, although Mark may disagree.
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: Goyim in the AM | December 12, 2006 at 02:42 AM
King Daevid MacKenzie
the link for “Android & Angel” is screwed up. Y’all may want to fix it…
Posted by: King Daevid MacKenzie | December 12, 2006 at 04:01 AM
Listener Therese
Sorry about that! I just fixed it.
Steve PMX
I think this guy is the *real* New Jersey Devil. Look at his horns and christ-blocking shades.
K.
Sweet Jesus, my PoMo-radar is beeping. And a nice performance. He could be real, I’ve known folks like him.
bartelby
Just sounds like someone responding to internal stimuli, there are many people like this probably an hour’s drive from anyplace in the Northeast. How is this different than getting enjoyment watching a man with a club foot trying to walk?
Posted by: bartelby | December 12, 2006 at 11:14 PM
Chris Arter
Hello My name is Chris Arter I am 25 and I live in New Jersey. As a child I found two tapes made by this guy, years apart from each other. They were both 90 minutes long. I only have one now. They feature folk songs and disco songs. He never mentions his name but I found out his full name is Mark Wayne Mohr and he was born in 1954 by looking up material that he mentions he copyrighted on the cassette. I’ve had this tape for about 14 years and have never been able to find anything on him except his name and the names of other copyrighted material that he has registered. Some of his songs are actually pretty nice. And the tape like you describe only captures his side of a conversation with a 7’7″ tall fellow named shorty. Bar none still the most entertaining 90 minutes I’ve ever experienced.
maledoro
I clicked on the Aquarius link to find Mark from NJ’s CDR, but it was no longer listed. :(
Posted by: maledoro | August 07, 2007 at 06:54 AM
Fairlight
Aaah, very happy to get some info on this guy! One of his recordings has been used on the track “The Christ Android”, on the album “Memory Hole” by Kevin Moore (of Chroma Key, and ex-Dream Theater keyboardist). That’s what prompted me to find out what this nonsense single-sided argument was all about. Thanks a lot!
Posted by: Fairlight | September 22, 2008 at 02:34 PM
Ghostlight
I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight | October 30, 2008 at 08:19 PM
Ghostlight
I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight | October 30, 2008 at 08:21 PM
Ghostlight
I’ve been researching this guy. He lives in Hammonton NJ, a couple towns away from me. One of my friends also found a tape of his (about 10 years ago). Mark is a hardcore blogger writing under the handle Mountainpen. He’s got some seriously out there ideas.
Posted by: Ghostlight | October 30, 2008 at 08:25 PM
Tony NYC
Hi. I got to this page while reading about music played on the ‘Jews Harp’. I’ve been searching, for a loooong time, for a song that was played one lazy August afternoon on WFMU, around 1980, or earlier.
It was a rendition of ‘My Favorite Things. The vocals of the main melody were accompanied by only a Jews Harp (…”Whiskers on Kittens, etc…”) And when it came to the chorus, it was sung monotone, by several voices…very weird, slowly, dragging, groaning (‘theeeese aaaaare aaaaa feeeeewwww of myyyyy faaaaavoooriiiite”.
When it got to “Things”, it was sung in a kind of higher, psycho-sounding, very melodic voice, like celebrating the word ‘things’.
Is there anyone here who knows and appreciates WFMU, who might know what the song title and author was, or how I can get a copy of it?
It’s been so long, and I’ve found every other weird and funny song I’ve ever heard except for this one.
On that same show on WFMU, they also Played Godley & Creme’s ‘Sandwiches of You’
I’ve listened to hundreds of versions of ‘My favorite Things’, and it wasn’t any of those.
Thanks, for any help. Please feel free to e-mail me, if you can. giotkr at earthlink dot net
Posted by: Tony NYC | May 14, 2009 at 10:44 PM
Razzy McThaxton
This fella is MOST DFEFINATELY for real! A friend of mine roomed with him for awhile at his home in Blue Anchor, NJ, and said Mark screamed and yelled into a phone that was off the hook, non-stop, for days on end. He believes lightning is a Goddess named Sarah Krassel, and that the Atlantic Ocean is the Goddess Stacy. Moreover, he is convinced that the Kennedy family, in conjunction with the Carey family(Mariah and them), in conjunction with the Trump and NJ Callio family, are conjointly conspiring to kill him, using black-op helicopter missions, spraying his immediate air space with chem-trails, and sending Atlantic City-residing life gaurds and bar tenders stealing into the night, waiting to catch him off-gaurd. The only problem being that he lives in Ft. Pierce, FL now, but still believes they’re out there. You can google “MOUNTAINPEN” to catch up on his latest blogs.
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FOLKS THE PROBLEM WITH KNOWING WHAT I KNOW, IS THAT THERE IS NO CONSTANT, AND ALL THINGS ARE RELATIVE TO EACH OTHER; EVEN THE SPEED OF LIGHT. LOOK AT HOW THE BLOG JUST FROZE UP WHERE THE COMMENTER IS SAYING THAT THERE IS ONLY MY SIDE OF THE CONVERTION. IN TRUTH, THERE IS A VIRTUALLY UNLIMITED OTHER SIDE TO ALL OF THOSE CONVERSATIONS, AND ONLY HYPERSPACE IN ITS ENTIRETY, CAN EVER HOPE TO FILL IN ALL OF THE BLANKS. THIS IS NOT JUST ME, THIS APPLIES TO YOU, AND YOU DON'T GET IT, AND MOST LIKELY YOUR KIDS AND THEIR KIDS WON'T EITHER. THIS IS 100-300 YEARS AHEAD OF YOU. AND YOU KNOW, THE FUNNY PART MISTER 'FUCKIGN' MCNULTY, IS THAT THE LAUGH IS ON ME, AND NOT ON ANY OF YOU. SO ROCK ON, LAUGH ON, AND ON ON FOR ALL I GIVE A HECK, CUZZ DONNIE, AS YOU KNOW THE DAM TRUTH; AND YOU COULD ADMIT IT TO THE WHOLE DAM WORLD; AND THEY MIGHT JUST BELIEVE YOU. SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





All the connections to all the things in my life, your life, our lives, the whole Mexican 27 foot Pizza pie; is because of very strange and spooky forces; to quote the great pal of my dad, sir Professor Einstein of Princeton university in a place called Roddenberry New Jersey McNulty Laugh time; and to give you all the grand finale' here, parallel universes indeed can effect and rub into each other electromagnetically, and do; every time electrical energy and humans connect together; but there is no way in these hyperspace dream-downs, to effect the locale where we dream off of or FROM, the subatomic reflections of us, AKA the ASTRAL PLANE. If you are looking for details of just what happened on the Astral plane, that caused the Briggbase to all get together in an unconscious way and do all the stuff that they do, or even for me to quickly sum up an intelligible way for you to understand powerful wild things in my human current lifetime (dream-down) resulting from Astral-Plane or subatomic interactions, well; let me try and talk a few minutes to you, and then I am signing off. Holy Callio CALL-10 AT&T, and Merry Christmas to all EXPLORATRONS OF TYPE-3 who can make it Christmas or any other day, as they flash across the fifth dimensional hyperspace in the whispering of a silent dream.

















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YOU'LL BE CROSSING OVER, TUNE FROM 1983

NEW 2012 LYRICS TO FOLLOW THE HARMONY MUSIC

TRACK ALONG WITH: Only the opening title words are real.



YOU'LL BE CROSSING OVER”





VERSE ONE

I'm so very happy for you, pales of fish so fresh and new

Let me ask you really nicely, could you spare us just a few

Oh my wife and kids are starving, could you help us make a stew

We're down and out, and we will even go to work for you

You seem to have about a dozen giant pales or two

I am so weak and faint and do not wanna' be so blue

While we slept inside the dunes, somebody stole my shoe

Oh please kind sir, just take some pity, let us work for you

We'll help in any way we can, and be your loyal crew

But greedy Mister Fisherman, this is all that he would say

I've been working hard out in the sun all day

And I'm not giving any freaking fish away

VERSE TWO

So when you add your salty tears directly in the sea

And when you're done your song of woe, that you have sung to me

Just take your wife and kids, and jump right off this big jetty

And right into the undertow, and stop annoying me

And talking on and on and on, and bothering my fish

You loud annoying bleeding hearts, that beg and cry and bitch

I have lots of work to do, and buckets must be filled

So either leave this jetty now, or someone might be killed

Guys like me must catch our fish, like farmers fields get tilled

People say I'm cold and cruel, on every single day

But I have got a lot of freaking bills to pay

So I'm not giving any of my fish away

VERSE THREE

They say the greatest mother lies there out beyond the sand

And mothers can get angry when their kids are out of hand

Storms blow out of nowhere and, a lot of folks have died

The sea can give and take away, while many tears get cried

And on one very special day, a greedy man was drowned

Ignoring waves that swallowed rocks with heavy pounding sound

Just another bucket and, then he'll have caught his fill

A lot of daring fishermen forget the sea can kill

The king fish of the jetty, just was never seen again

Yet locals claim the winds still howl these words from fisher Ben

I've been working hard out in the sun all day

So yes I have a lot of freaking bills to pay

And I'm not giving any of my fish away

VERSE FOUR

You'll be crossing over, later wishing you'd been nicer

You'll be crossing over, through the quantum waving splicer

You'll be crossing over, hearing all the trash they're talking

You'll be crossing over, and you'll have to keep on walking

You'll be crossing over, watching all the others eating

Feasts with banquet tables, where the fish keep on repeating

Forever seeing many fish, but never on your plate

You had your time back in the sun before you sealed your fate

You'll be crossing over, and you'll be a lonesome rover

Forever doomed to hear the words you always used to say

That you've been working hard out in the sun all day

Oh yes we knew you had your freaking bills to pay

So you're not giving any of your fish away


END OF SONG.








So why the fuck did Greek John, brother of AMK name-idea ''Photeous'', in the summer time in 1997, fake out he was two different people, guarding a parking lot and then swimming with me in the ocean? You know peeps, you go right ahead and live in three dimensions and I hope you are very happy all the time, I really mean it. Me, I will up the life bet with those other two, for one good reason. You see peeps, I happen to totally know this is all true and real. There would be no reason for John to have pulled this shit all summer, and no reason for me not to have put it together in REAL-TIME while it was all going down live and could have asked him why he did this, other than for what else, but TYPE-3-EXPLORATRONS (T3E) all working, and doing their 'Valerie Bertrinelli thing', as her song went. I never forget anything, it is as if she is on that talk show right now and singing that song that never went anywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But forget John in Atlantic City, or VB's song. We could be at this fucking shit for months, years, and not tell it all. Billy Crouch with the glarry eyes over at the harvest at 25th and Orange Avenue in 2010. I mean come on, who has eyes like that dude on STAR TREK, on that wild 1966 episode, just tell me, other than for the dude in the DREAM to use your old cave day concepts, in 2008 with Carey? Just tell me who and I'll go away and shut the up forever, and this can all be DUNN, once and for all. Hay, if I had not blogged all that material, the DJIA would be close to 20K by now, and I don't give a fuck who believes me, YO, as I know the truth, and it has indeed SET ME DAM 'FUCKIGN' FREE, good folks, YO! Just how the shit eating hell can stuff like this be a coincidence? Gimme' a break. As soon as the Star Ship Enterprise began leaving the galaxy and approaching this pinkish purplish colored magnetic force of some kind, in the STAR TREK show, it turned Gary Mitchell into a god over time, and he continued growing stronger geometrically, and you can hear on the great 1966 episode, in the room where the officers met with kirk to discuss the potential dangers, and how Mister Soolu, not in his pajamas thank the goddess pink-ladies; said, and I quote, “If you want the mathematics of this, it is like a penny and doubling it every day, In a month, you're a millionaire”. He is totally accurate. You'd clear one million dollars before you even reached day number thirty. I have done it, in fact I did it right after the show originally aired and ended, or when I first saw it, Catspaw merry Halloween not Christmas Silvia Magnesonic!!!!!!!! SHARK-SHARK, huh Aunt Ruth Huntington 'Gozzwald'??????? And shit does not all fit together, ''OH YEAH RIGHT''.



Well folks, it is time for me to eat my dinner and crash into bed. I used to enjoy LAW AND ORDER on TNT on the weekends, but both them abnd the WE-TV on Tuesday and Wednesday evenings, have some fuckiGN aversion against playing anything other than an endless repeat of the same old year episodes, the nineties, or the first couple years into this century. They will not air for strange fuckiGN reasons the 2004-2008 episodes, five incredibly great years, and so fuck them, I've lost interest. I'll merely retire to bed and crash out of fuckiGN here for five or six cunt lapping hours, good people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Here comes the computer fucking hacking, and yes Bob McDowell old school pal, I looked at the screen that time. SUP Professor KAKU???????????????? Tell your pal the CHAIR, I was at his party, but his eyes do not seem to focus fifth dimensionally, yours either, PROF, but you're all slowly chugging along, praise the triple pink! PINK, PURPLE, WHITE, M-D-E. Yes nightsy night to you too lovely MIDDIE ISISCYLLA!

THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:





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