WHAT THE MOTHER
FUCKING HELL HAVE I EVER DONE TO THESE COCK SUCKING JERK OFF TOTAL
PRICKS, FOLKS, JUST PRAY TELL ME WHAT, BRO?????????????? EVERY COCK
SUCKING MOTHER FUCKING DAY THEY PERSECUTE, PERSECUTE, PERSECUTE, IT
JUST WON'T EVER CUNT LAPPING MLOTHER FUCKING STOP, AND I DO NOT KNOW
MUCH LONGER I CAN GO ON WITHOUT KILLING MYSELF OR MAYBE, ONE OR MANY
OF MOTHER FUCKING THEM, AND THEY ALL KNOW JUST WHO THE MOTHER FUCKING
SHIT ASS HELL THEY ARE, YO, LET'S NOT ACT ALL FUCKING STUPID ASS
TRIPPY AND GAMEY HERE, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!
Here
is how I totally cunt huffing know I am not nuts, sick, deluded, or
hyper ass fucking imaginative, good kind peeps out here! One day one
type of hell strikes, then it is gone, but then it is another type of
hell, and so on and so on, endlessly, and sick or not of hearing
this, as believe me I am just as sick of this date, but yes; ever
since cunt chewing AUGUST 15, 1986!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe before
this date my life was no cock knocking panacea, but it was never ever
EVER NEVER this mother fuckiGN twat sucking horrific and monster ass
hellish, YO! All I need to ever fuckiGN cunt do on this compuker
anymore, is begin to use it, AND HACK-HACK-HACK comes the fuckiGN
frozen bullshit ponds of teens, grandpas, and ass-wipe daughters of
all types, Huh rotten ass Jane????????????????? Yes, you see it
yourself folks, the (fuckiGN hack, the Lightbulb Microsucks hack, and
this is just the mother fucking start of fucking shit. I am sure
their evil fucking markets flew on Wall Street yesterday, and I ILL
GUARANTEE A HUGE BULL RALLY TODAY, THURSDAY. The attack was poured on
me shortly past mother fucking twiste4d ass monster cunt midnight
today,. With those asshole door slammer and yelling hallway fucking
barnyard raised wrong GUESTS, and I do not have to mother fuckiGN
guess the names of them, I already know way more than enough, I JKNOW
THAT THEY ARE PIGS RAISED BY PIGS, and this always equals out to
fucking TNG-pigs (The Next Generation)!
Yes
peeps, my EVIL
FUCKING UNCOUTBH NABES FROM CUNT SUCKING HELL,
struck shortly past midnight; and it went on, until a few minutes
past cunt sucking mother chewing three fucking AM, BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here is something that I have recently noticed about this shit, also,
folks, YO! Every time I complain now, it gets WORSE, they seem to
know I talked to Resident fucking Manager, Debbie Marotto, and then
make it even worse that very night!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This ain't the
first pussy chewing time now, this pattern has been going on a while,
and just because I do not say something, I know I cannot speak
plainly and tell all the shit I may wish to in real time, as all of
this effects fucking shit, and I know when to either permanently or
at least temporarily shut my big mother fucking fat ass
mouth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Where
in the name of the goddess are you, state police, local PEEDEE,
County Sheriff K.M, Florida State AG Pam Bondi??????????????
WHERE?????? Jesus mother fucking Christ All cock knocking
mighty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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WOMO-MILI-2-FORCE ENEMIES ARE GOING TO KILL ME, THIS IS NOT A JOKE OR
A HOAX, MY SEVEN YEARS OF BLOGS CONTAIN INDISPUTABLE MIRACLES THAT
PROVE MY WORDS STAND TRUE AND HONEST, MAHM.
THANK YOU FOR DOING WHATEVER
YOU CAN FOR ME, RON WIRTZ AT THE CCP OFFICE IN NEW JERSEY WASTED
YEARS OF MY TIME AND MADE ME A LOT OF EMPTY PROMISES. MAYBE YOU WILL
BE ABLE TO HELP ME TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF ALL OF THIS, MAYBE NOT. I
HAVE PEOPLE AGAINST ME THAT ARE NOT COMPLETELY HUMAN, AND I EVEN HAD
EVIDENCE ONCE WHERE A MAN WITH A REAL ESTATE LICENSE TOLD ME THIS WAS
ALL TRUE AND HAPPENING TO ME BACK IN 1988, A MAN NAMED SCOTT RANSOM
OF TODD REALITY BACK IN 1988, IN NEW JERSEY.
THANK YOU IN ADVANCE FOR
ANYTHING YOU MAY BE ABLE TO FIND OUT AND HELP ME WITH, I AM NOT THE
BAD GUY HERE, THEY ARE, AND HAVE DONE DISPICABLE AND INHUMAN EVIL
THINGS TO ME SINCE THE EIGHTIES. THEY ARE TORTURING ME, THIS IS WORSE
THAN BEING MURDERED, BECAUSE PEOPLE CAN ONLY KILL YOU ONCE, MIZZ
ATTORNEY GENERAL, WHEREAS WITH ME, THEY GO ON PUTTING ME THROUGH A
NEVER ENDING HELLFIRE THAT IS UNSPEAKABLE.
I GO BY THE BLOG NAME OF
MOUNTAINPEN, A.G. BONDI, AND AM ON BLOGGER DOT COM. MY MUSIC ALSO
TELLS MY LIFE STORY, A TINY BIT OF IT IS ON THE YOUTUBE CHANNEL
paulaking2011, AND A LOT MORE OF IT IS COPYRIGHTED IN THE LIBRARY OF
CONGRESS UNDER MARK WAYNE MOHR, BORN 12/04/1954. I KNOW YOU WILL DO
THE RIGHT THING HERE, MIZZ BONDI. AGAIN, THANK YOU.
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IF
ANYTHING MOTHER FUCKING HAPPENS TO ME IN THIS APARTMENT R HERE IN
TOWN, (FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA), I WAS CUNT CHEWING ALLOWED TO BE
MURDERED BY POWERFUL FUCKING SCOTT RANSOM PEOPLE, TOLD TO ME IN 1988,
TOLD ALSO TO THE COPYRIGHT OFFICE IN 1988, AND THIS IS OFFICIAL
BUSINESS, AND NO PRANK OR HOAX. THIS IS A BINDING AND LEGAL OATH I
NOW TAKE FOR THE RECORD, AND
PUBLICALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SIGNED MARK WAYNE
MOHR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No
ladies and gentlemen, why one day do they injure my body so bad I am
revising my will, and then the nextr day I feel like cock sucking
fucking SUPERMAN, only my NABES FROM HELL COME AOUT OF THE CUNT
CHEWING BLUE AND STRIKE NME HARD AND HELLISH, YO YO YO YO
BRO????????? WHY IF THIS IS JUST SOME RANDOM SHIT SINCE AUGUST 15,
1986? wELL I WON'T MOTHER FUCKING INSULT ANYBODY'SD INTELLIGENCE
HERE, AS WE ALL KNOW IT IS NOT FUCKING BEING RANDOMLY DONE, AND I
STILL REMEMBER AS IF IT WAS TOLD TO ME TEN MINUTES AGO, BY ARTHUR TCE
CRANE, MY OTHER NON-MASHELL COWORKER, A DOZEN YEARS AFTER THE GREAT
AN DPOWERFUL MASHELL DANIELS. “MARK, YOU ARE IMAGINING LITTLE IF
ANY OF THIS STUFF, IT IS BEING DONE TO YOU BY THE NSA”. HE FUCKING
KNEW, LONG BEFORE THE TWO OF US GOT OURSELVES VERIFIED AND SNOWED-IN!
NOW
FOR SOME FILLER INES TO KEEP WITCH-BITCH JANE OUT OF MY CUNT SNIFFING
HAIR, GOOD FOLKS!
Goodbye
to Jane, she's a fucking dark horse, she how she runs, and all other
great rock-n-roll tunes of the early middle mother fuckiGN nineteen
hundred seventies!!!!!!!!!
SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT!!!!!!!!
Where fucking are you Dawn-Marie King, and Dad??????
Well
I know which of these peeps here is acting up tonight, and I saw a
woman go into his apartment earlier yesterday as I was right behind
her getting off the fucking mother humping elevator. It is my next
door nabe Stan. He gets weird as shit and acts up every so fucking
often. This entire building is nuts as a fucking cunt freight train
filled with salted fucking cashews. They are over there right now
talking loud and acting crazy at about ten shy of 5 this morning, and
this has gone on all cunt chewing night.
I
have got to get the mother fuckiGN hell out of here, Mizz Bondi, or
they WILL drive me fuckiGN cunt lapping mad! Even this hack is no
match for this bullshit here, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'BUT',
whatever you or I ever do; SARAH
KRASSLE
knows
every single thing about it. Count on THAT folks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, all the mysteriousness of shit is gone, when you put on your new
exploratronic glasses. Even unexplainable things like KABOOM,
Mister Clancy and
Mister
David
Leigh Smith, back
in the autumn of 1970,
at Haddonfield,
New Jersey,
in
the Cooley Hall;
Sir
ROTTENBERRY ROCKDROID LURCH,
PROGRAMMING OVERRIDER, SIR;
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DO I WISH I COULD TAKE 'TNT' TO THAT MOTHER FUCKING LIFE OF CUNT ASS
MINE, AND ALL THESE TWAT LICKING FUCKING ENEMIES WHIO LOVE AND LIVE
TO MAKE ME MISERABLE CUBED AND CUBAN, OR MAYBE I SHOULD SAY, ATLANTIC
COCK KNOCKING CITY, NEW JERSEY. GO WIN THE LOTTERTY CUBA YOU WHORE
ASS BITCH. HELL, AT LEAST YOU'RE JUST BEING YOU, AND YOUR BOO LIKES
TO SHOW OFF BIG ASS BUMPER STICKERS, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
MUST BE SO MOTHER FUCKING CUNT IMPORTANT TO ALL THESE COCK SUCKING
ASHOLE PRICKS, W---O---W!!!!
I
AM GOING TO TELL YOU ALL SOMETYHING SO FUCKING HUGE, THIS ENEMY WILL
BE CRYING IN THEIR JERK OFF BEER MUGS FOR DAYS, MAYBE EVEN FUCKING
ASS WEEKS! FIRST, LET
US CHECK THE DOW JONES,
I AM QUITE SURE IT CUNT SUCKING FUCKING FLEW, AND I KNOW TODAY IT
WILL BE UP 500 MOTHER FUCKING POINTS AFTER THIS BULLSHIT
HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh
shit peeps, as soon as I typed in Bob MC-DOW-ell Dots,
all the letters and dots begin to fucking connect.
how I've come to love the magical way this all goes down, such as
letters
C before B, and G before D,
and all of the new times lost in Dawn King's Uncle Mark Bentknee
night, with my Maggie all out of © control along with its endless
mother fucking power, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hungry, Sarah Call Ten?????
W---O---W,
MACKEY/MACY,
YO!
as
I typed that in; Bob
MC-DOW-ell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dots,
how I've come to love them, letters
C before B, and G before D,
and all of the new times lost in Dawn King's Uncle Mark Bentknee
night, with my Maggie all out of © control along with its endless
mother fucking power, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hungry,
Sarah Call Ten????????????????????????
WHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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This
fella is MOST DEFINATELY for real!
I
AM GOING TO SAMPLE MISTER PAVAROTTI, AND HAVE HIM SING THIS SONG I
HAVE MADE UP CALLED WALL STREET BLUES, IT IS GONNA' BE
AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
am going to do no such thing, BUT NOTICE HOW THIS DEATH ASSAULT TOOK
NEW WINGS TO ITS CHEST, RIGHT AFTER I SO MUCH AS THOUGHT ABOUT DOING
IT, AND THEN BLOGGED IT , JUST TO GET A FUCKING ASS ''RON WIRTZ
REACTION''!
SOME
MOTHER FUCKING DAY SOMEONE WITH CLOUT AND AUTHORITY WIL believe ME
AND TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY, AND CUNT CHEWING HELKP ME WITH THESE
ENEMIES, BEFORE AS SCYLLA SAID IT SO WELL, COLUMBINE VIRGINIE TECHIE,
''IT'S TOO MOTHER FUCKING LATE''!!!!!!!!!!
The
topic of exploratrons and the magic triangle of
dreams-hyperspace-exploratrons, along with PLAYFIELDS, and so much
more, is just a part of what Morianity will eventually show any and
all of my willing followers. I'll be giving you stuff to try for
yourselves, and when you do, you will get your mind blown, right
Russell Thaxton and Richard VonMarcucci, Count of Cooley Hall of
1969-1970?
Before
I go here a bit further, there is or at least there was, back in the
nineteen eighties; a place in Philadelphia, called Philadelphia
Wireless. It was a school. Jack Wallace, the Chief Repair Technician
in 1980, at the RPL Sound Recording studios of Camden, New Jersey;
told me that all of the studies and education on the discipline of
electronics; never ever omits or tries to pretend, that nobody alive,
really honestly knows how and why it all works as it does, or said
even better and more accurately, they may know how it appears to
operate and function all right; but they honestly simply do not know
when pinned to the wall, just what it all really is, electronics that
is. It is a magical thing, and any real top techie will admit this
somewhat carefully guarded secret. You may hear jokes about FM
standing for ''Fucking Magic', within the world of electronic
technicians; but it is no joke to them, and they totally know this is
true. This all fits into the magic triangle of exploratron reality,
my good viewers. I promise you it does. I took a tape machine and
created many characters that exist in this world today. UI was used
by a force called the PHASE-4-5. This is a secret Astral-Realm cult
or maybe said better, a secret club in the Plank-Realm; as cult has
ramifications in physical life that just don't work in the same way
in the spirit worlds of PLANK. Plank is what shoots out of VOID
INFINITY, as the original dream out and away, and is why we have DARK
ENERGY. The void itself counter balances this, as this GRAVITY-MIND
is always pulling the dream data back into itself, and science of
today's blind ignorant world calls this, DARK MATTER. This is all why
I can do stuff like Crystal Lake Diner rotisserie manipulation, and
swimming without swimming. Just ask many former Haddonwood Club
members, who saw some strange things I did, including jumping
completely out of a pool on hot afternoon in the summer of 1996. Even
Olympic champions do not go around doing that, and for one good
reason; they cannot do it. I can.
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'DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD';
the same old song, and the same beat. Who gives a shit if Donnie boy
is gone, or is not; other
than for maybe one particular RS-1500-US mastering machine reel to
reel,
that I'd bet a million bucks, my kid and her pals, rode over to Pine
Hill, and got off the street, after my old partna' put it out there
that day. We need not be snow jobbed or snowed in to see my telephone
was being listened to, now everybody finally knows my true hell, it
has been exposed for the entire fucking world to fucking see, YO YO
YO YO YO!!!!!
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of PLAYFIELD
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Over
the weekend, I watched the huge party that Philadelphian's were all
celebrating, with blimps all over, and major cheering. I was in a
major interaction with strange persons, a tall thin well muscled
black young male, about age 25; and we had been traveling to Boston,
MAUSAESMWG together; and were put up in a very weird and bizarre
hotel overnight. He had some good friends that were on the New York
Nicks Basketball team, that were gonna' help me in some way in
proving my horrific and monstrous dilemma and plight. It was so real
that I could feel the raw cold in the room towards late October, and
then the manager of the hotel turned up the heat. A strange clock,
and a strange telephone in the room, that we had been placed in; had
a strange interaction with each other. Someday, I will tell the
entire long and wild story, and include the strange road on the wild
ride home, only not 2 any home or place that makes any sense now 2 my
waking world brain and memory system. But the raw cold and the nice
heat were more real and tangible than any feeling of temperature on
body or skin in the waking world. Then the blimps that were over the
Delaware River were all written with things, such as 'Phillies 2008
World Series Champions'. This was a wild and far out “DREAM” pal.
We
don't want to tell too much, but I am letting one giant cat out after
this endless death fucking hell all cunt lapping mother fucking year
long for Jesus cunt sake almighty.
Just
because nothing is what is real, Tom Reale is real enough for me, and
I plan to write a bunch of letters to the press all over this country
and tell how he messed up my life in 1970, and how Atlantic fucking
city Shitty New Jersey went to great lengths to cover it up, or
covertly kill me through this endless persecution all these pussy
huffing fucking years and decades, YO YO YO YO YO BRAHHHHH!
Make
all the fucking sounds and persecute me all U want cock suckers, when
this fucking blog posts up, YOU’LL
B VERY FUCKING SORRY ASS HOLES.
They know every stroke I do on this keypad, just watch Law and Order,
and the episode where the patient was betrayed by his psychiatrist,
it was a sex offense case, I
make nothing up, this EVIL EMPIRE is watching every strike I do on
this fucking machine, violating my RIGHTS UNDER THE UNITED STATES
CONSTITUTION!!!!!!!
At
a later time, I learned it was not 1975, upon remembering my last
trip up to my cousin's place in Babylon, it was late in the holiday
season in the year of 1972. Now
this was of course, an exploratronic PLAYFIELD, all these experiences
are.
Still, the Phillies won, the lottery came out 594 that autumn day in
1980, and I could go on an don and on, 'old roomies' and all others.
Death angels are major, I'm getting fucking one on my left side as I
speak at 7 minutes past midnight, on this wonderful major June 4, up
here in 2014.
Jumping
Never Publish Rotten Mothers of Mega-water-1983, and 1972; does it
really take a fucking ass super-sleuth to see the nose in front of
your face, when all you have to do is cross your eyes just the
smallest amount? Still, if you were completely ignorant about
reflective surfaces, and eye crossing; then you never would know
that your nose was there at all. So what would it prove to Roy Carl
Weiler Senior, author of the fantastic book called, “Secrets of the
Museum'', or anyone, Jennifer Washburn; if
I flew back to New Jersey today?????????
WHERE
ARE YOU DIANA ZUUDLOCRONESSIA ARTEEMIS WHEN YOUR LITTLE FREAKING BOY
NEEDS YOU SO MUCH, AWESOME GIRL??????????????
WHEN
THE CAT'S AWAY, ….....
OH
JESUS, NOT THE FOOT OF THESE STAIRS, PWEEEEEEEEEEEZE!!!!
WHY
WON'T YOU STRIKE??
HELP
ME DIANA!!!!!!!!!!
''Me
from 1985'', I'm Criana for Diana, oh precious sweet Diana, you have
gone away, no matter what I do you will not stay. I try so hard every
night and every day, but no matter what I do you went away. Come back
to me LIGHTNING!!!!!!!
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NEED YOU TO COME DOWN AND TAKE ME OUT OF
HERE,
LOVELY DIANA ZUUDLOWCRONESSIA ARTEEMIS!!!!!!!!
GO
AHEAD AND MOTHER FUCKING
I
said there was a final message, and you can bet your bottom mother
fucking dollar that there is, ladies and gentlemen, and I don't have
to off my best friend out of jealousy, or upset Fran and Burn in
Oaklyn or any Newton Creek residents with any of my fire-boats; to
begin telling it, wonderful and non-wonderful folks alike. Seabottom,
this is for you more than the others, but this is a message for all
of you, out there, in that magic world called cyberspace. Don't cum
in your underwear now Harry Potter, save it for that lovely young
brown haired girlfriend of yours over at the Pig-Speckle School. She
would sure put me in fucking jail!!!!!! Well, it was for you
Seabottom, but you have left me, YO! Still, my message is a lot
greater than just what many thought originally it was. PLAYFIELDS
& EXPLORATRONICS
is even bigger than cyberspace, yet is it? MIND
is MIND, no matter how it appears to be generated and created;
hence the D-6 or Eckankar's
Mental Plane
is all linked into everything, otherwise it would not have been
dreamed out of the void infinity, the only thing that ever is or can
be really real, is zero dimension, or the great unfathomable to human
minds; VOID INFINITY, YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well
it may not be the final fucking message, but it will upset the
applecart of the great powerful evil diseased twisted mother fucking
WOMO MILI-2-FAWCES OF SIR HALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let's
go back to 1990 and straighten out Nate, Hall, Joe Berrios, and all
these nice wonderful dahlings, YO!
BANG-SLAM,
the jerk off bastard door-slamming-guest, that I wouldn't even begin
to guess the name of this guest, Sarah-Stacey-Isis-Jehovah
Karge-Krassle, along with your numerous
wonderful ASTRAL-PLANE GAMES;
such as this one on Pearl Harbor day of 1996, or 12-07-1996;
aha-aha-aha Mike McNulty, and yes, I looked at the page to make sure
the hack didn't small the name out, mother fuckers in the I DON'T
HAVE ANY OTHER LIFE OTHER THAN TO SCREW WITH MARK WAYNE MOHR ETERNITY
FUCKING CLUB, or for short the (IDHAOLOTTSWMWMEF CLUB) not the
Idlewild club but the IDOL-WATTS if you need this for a good
pronunciation, like they do in fucking ass dictionaries; aniwho, all
folks, not just your clan Mister
fucking evil McGuire old 'buddy'!!!!!!!!!
''OH
SHIT''
LADIES
AND GENTLEMEN, WHEN WILL I EVER GET TO REST IN ETERNAL FUCKING
PEACE??????? Here comes the fucking (`~HACK), FCC, Bob! W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W
W-----O----W!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JOURNAL
TAPE NUMBER EQUIVELANT 25,842
JUNE
5, 2014,
THURSDAY
MORNING AT 5:46,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 68 DEGREES FNHT.
SUPER
BOTBAR!!!
Well,
I now take another nice chunk out of stuff on this whittle bwog,
fwolks, YO, and GODDESS help them!
I
RAN INTO A PERSON THAT MAY HAVE A HUGE ANSWER FOR SOME OF MY
PROBLEMS, AND MAYBE IT WILL LEAD TO MY LEAVING FLORIDA, AND THAT IS
ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW. BUTT,
I
will say this much so unspoken named persons out here won't think
this to be a fake-steak or a techno-pop job to get a reaction. He
told me exactly why Dennis Chase did what he did, and that he was
waiting for me at the library that day. Also, he is a T3E, and on top
of that, not all T3E can hear certain sounds, and if you want to fake
them out, you can apply a major cool methodlolgy, just as you can
mentally think incredibly dopey idiotic things to short circuit their
connection to a parallel universe. I would only jeporadize this
perspon's life now if I said too much miore, until a few things are
in fucking place. Now it is time to check th eDow Jones trading
yesterday, and post the chart up, and then close out and crash for a
while, that is if thesde sicko fucking NABES FROM HELOL permit me to
do so, Uncle Heinz Gozzwald of Babylon, New York, formerly and late,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Here comes the cunt chewing fucking
(`~HACK), old friend FCC, Bob McDowell, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
WOW
DOES THIS ENDLESS FUCKING MISERY AND TORTURE AND HELL ON EARTH SUCK A
BIG FAT HARD COCK IN FULL MOTION!!!!!!!!!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
BY
JUNE IT WILL BE 18,000. BY END OF SUMMER, 20,000, AND BY END OF 2014,
IT WILL BE 25,000 POINTS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
I
KNEW WHEN THEY WERE POURING IT ON TODAY, THAT I WAS GETTNG HAMMERED
BY A BULL ON MOTHER FUCKING WALL STREET, JUST LIKE OVER THE FUCKING
CUNT WEEKEND, GOOD FOLKS. I HAVE GONE THROUGH THIS MISERABLE
ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT NIGHTMARE FUCKING CRAP SINCE
AUGUST 15, 1986, SO I THINK I KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT AFTER ALL
THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME AND HELLISH PERSECUTION!!!!
NO
MATTER WHAT ELSE IS REAL OR UNREAL, WITHOUT ONE REALITY, NONE OF THIS
SHIT COULD BE GOING ON ALL OF THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME, PEOPLE, YO!
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
SSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOO,
Arthur Crane, YO; is this ever going to stop, old pal, or do I really
have to steer in the comets and asteroids, and wipe out all of
fucking cunt humanity, YO???????????????
Back
in the early sixties, in Quakertown, Pennsylvania; I had children
come to me who were not from this world, and strike up conversations.
One day I actually came to learn that the child I had spoken to, had
died in a drowning accident about a year ago. We talked on numerous
occasions, and he told me that he was from 'Sahasra
Dal Kanwal',
not using that name of course. Then a little girl once wanted me to
stop a merry-go-round to give her a ride with her. She was dead too.
I should have known as a child that my entire fucking life was going
to be outlandish and fucked up, with or without any help from
McGuire's, Hickey's, Callio's, King's, Trump's, Levy's, and
Kennedy's!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jesus fucking Christ Almighty
YO.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:
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