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ERF-ERF-ERF,
HUH SLOW ROBBIE AND FAMILY?
ZERANNISS
ARTHUR YANCY JONES
How
many secret dogs and secret museums are there in this world I
wonder, and are you out here reading me, Mister Roy Carl Weiler
Senior, of Egg Harbor City, New Wildreams Jersey?????????
Federal
Communications Commission, this is a violation of my CIVIL
RIGHTS, my HUMAN RIGHTS, AND CONSTITUTIONAL FUCKING TIGHTS,
YO!!!!
Every
document has been fucked with, FCC, local PEEDEE, State of
Florida Police, ACLU, Attorney General Pam Bondi, and anyone else
who might just give the smallest hell!
Mack
and Lester 1967 Kaiter, this is totally mother fucking
ridiculous, sirs! Everything is hacked out, YO! Before I murder
the entire family of Atlantic City from HELL, fire BILL, from
Cifaloglio, I'll tell so many things to so many people, the pop
will be swarming around this Public Housing Building like flies
on a July fucking garbage truck, tomorrow fucking cunt eating
turd chewing morning! I left a voicemail with Debbie the Manager
early this afternoon and will speak to her personally on
Wednesday, WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So
it is time to talk some more, about the most powerful shit in the
multiverse since they have temporarily wiped out my
documents-files. They magically restored themselves, Attorney
General Pam Bondi, PRAISE GODDESS, and maybe you!
Yes
lightning was gorgeous on Saturday afternoon and I was very
appreciative of her attention. IWALU SO VERY MUCH, PRECIOUS GIRL
FROM '83!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHEN YOU DON'T COME AROUND FOR LONG
PERIODS, I CRY MY EYES OUT, LOVELY BLOND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes
great folks out here; the world sucks and so does my life. The
repair shop men are playing games with me, and I may have to go
to the local police and tell them what happened, as I know they
will just tell me to sue them civilly unless they refund or
repair; but I like to tell on mean horrible monster people that
hurt me without cause or provocation. I never do anything to
mother fucking anybody, and yet the world assaults me day and
fucking night, ever since I was born, worsening after high school
ended, and worsening still yet again, after AUGUST 15, 1986, AS
WE ALL FUCKING KNOW!!!!!!! Keep reading and I will update you on
these repairmen from HELL!!!!!!!!!!!
A
couple weeks ago the cable company signal went nuts as shit and
the box lit up all weird and all the shit was scrambled up and it
took five minutes to self-correct, but it did, PTL, and 'thank
you', Hurricane Pat. Oh yes, in hyperspace recently, I have been
back with don Cialoni and diane Barton, at some parallel universe
Recorded Publications or RPL Sound Studios Lab, in Camden, New
Jersey. I have no time to get into this shit today, but will
later on, as all shit fits together, and we all know that, or
should by now, right island boy, Billy Joel???????????????
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Hay
I tried Paul Pedersen, I sincerely hope you are having a lot
more luck than I am, but I think you already know how I feel
about reality. Maybe you were one too, who can ever know, I still
wish you freaking well, my brother. COOL
FREAKING NEW LOOK, BRO, I FUCKING LOVE IT DOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MAN YOU LOOK TWENTY YEARS FRIKKIN' YOUNGER, AN DCOOLER THAN
GODDESS DAM ASS HELL; BRAH!
NO
I DID NOT CANCEL OUT MY LINKED-IN ACCOUNT,
''YET''!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOON I'LL BE SOUTH OF
AMERICA FOREVER, AND AWAY FROM SOCIAL MEDIA ENTIRELY, EVEN THOUGH
THE REST OF THE WORLD ENJOYS PLAYING THIS SILLY GAME. WHAT GETS
ME PP IS YOU DUDES ARE ALL MY AGE, AND HAVE SOLD OUT AND GONE
ALONG WITH IT, YOU KNOW THEY WATCH EVERY SINGLE MOVE YOU MAKE,
HOW DO YOU THINK THEIR FUCKING GOOGLE SYSTEM POSSIBLY COULD
OPERATE, AND THE CIA ABSOLUTELY OWNS IT AND PLANNED IT DECADES
AGO. YOU KNOW, FOOL THE FUCKIGN SHEEPLE INTO GIVING AWAY THEIR
PRIVACY, YOU HAVE TO HAND IT TO THESE WILD POWERFUL COOL FUCKING
BLACK FILE AGENCIES, YOU REALLY DO!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well,
here is what happened today folks, the twenty-ninth day of fucked
up JULY-SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHEN
YOU GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME BABY-BLOND, I CRY AND CRY AND CRY!
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MY
ELECTRON, ME' BED IS IN HERE!
YOU
KNOW THAT,
LOVELY DIANA!
I
AM JEALOUS. YOU BELONG 2 ME!
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FUCK
YOU MARCY LEVY AND ROBIN GIBB,
IN
OR OUT OF SUMMER TIME OF 1980!
SCREW
YOU TOO MALCOME ROSENBURG!
I
called the repair shop and I can pick up one unit tomorrow and
the other a little bit later on, they are waiting for a part. I
still do not believe that OIL-SPILL story, and they are acting
very mysteriously, and have changed their attitude towards me
completely since saying that story to me a few days back. I am
not even the one who gave a wild fish tale, they did, and then
they act like I am the fucking 10-SC Avenue John and Photeous
SPACE-ALIEN. What buttwipe peeps this world is so fucking filled
with, BRAH! Folks, a lot more than just Ann
King; are total pieces of work, to quote my old pal Billy
Shakespeare. Jesus fucking Christ Almighty Goddess!
There
is a MICROSUCKS LIGHTBULB coming on to annoy me, folks. Also,
there is a major mother fucking clit
huffing HOSTILITYGRAM surrounding my proximity lately, and
it is very very very very mother fucking hellish, lovely Ingrid
from 1984!
This
is not OK, John King, in fact, this mother fucking totally sucks,
at C-SQ! Shortly, I am going to tell some things, but before I
do, I am going to go into every chat-room I can find, and paste
in one very short three sentence paragraph about Morianity and
then after that, this blogs address. No sense telling shit that
is not being read by anyone other than government spies and
electron energies in the PLANK!
THERE
IS A GIANT CONSPICRACY to keep me from ever having any kind of a
human relationship with anybody, male or female, platonic or
sexual, it does not matter, and this was noticed by others
throughout my life, who were more intuitive than average peeps,
my mom, David Roth, Jim Burr, Bill Griggs, Karen Simons, and a
few others. They cannot all be imagining things, and do not come
from musical or non musical sike-wards. They are people in
professions, normal every day people, who knew my family, my
mother, and me, for years and decades, and could not help but see
this nightmare fucking reality around me, that except for mother
fucking dick licking EXPLORATRONICS, there could be absolutely no
other possible explanation for all of this, NONE!!!!
Despite
all of this mother fucking bullshit, my new roulette shit is
making me hypothetical fucking money, and it is pissing off these
invisible travelers, once called DEMONS, or EVIL SPIRITS, the
Irish have many names for them, and know a lot about these imps
and elves and etcetera, right gorgeous lovely Paula King, in all
dimensions of hyperspace?
When
I tried to make that double black fucking line above, Bob
McDowell, Federal Communications Commission, the fucking cunt
lapping fave hack of these dirt bags squared, struck me, the
(`~HACK). What else is mother fucking new around here, sir?
Another
mother fucking (`~HACK) FCC!!!! Keep it up and watch at 10.3 in
KALI go down, mother fuckers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONIC:
ALL ORDERS, ALL TECKS, MAXED OUT POWER 11.8 IPNS, ALL CONTROLS ON
THE PPG AT 11.5, TB HAS CRUSHED IO ON IT, SCAN FOR ALL ENEMIES
HURTING ME AND KILLING ME, AND ALL WHO THEY LOVE, AND EMPOWER THE
IO. USE THE EMPOWERMENT TONE TRANSFER PROGRAM, CONVERTING TH EOLD
STYLE AT&T TELEPHONE SIGNALS INTO THE LONG VOWEL A AND B
TONES. COMPUTER, ON AN 'I' TO 'D', A/B TONE, PUNISHMENT
SEQUENCING SYSTEM, DESTROY DESTROY DESTROY.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GO-TO-G-1133,
G-189, UNDER CG-18, AND S-----T-----O-----P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU
ARE GONNA' MOTHER FUCKING BE SORRIER THAN CHICKEN FUCKING SHIT,
WHOEVER IS DOING THIS RELENTLESS MOTHER FUCKING BULLSHIT TO ME
ENDLESSLY, YOU ROTTEN SICK TWISTED CUNT CHEWING FUCKING BASTARDS,
AND YOUR DIRTY ROTTEN MOMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I want to tell
about twenty things, but until my count shows me anybody is
interested, screw yalls!
I
will talk about Gawky Gaukauk my magical Astral Plane kitty cat.
Here are some Q&A sessions that you might not be all that
surprised to fucking learn about, folks,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHY WAS THE
AT&T SERVICE CUT THE OTHER WEEK WHEN I NEEDED TO CALL THE
REPAIR SHOP?
PCN-187, HM.
HAY MIZZ LEO, YO!
WHY DID SOME
JERK OFF PUT THREE CHAIRS RIGHT OUTSIDE MY APARTMENT DOOR
ILLEGALLY?
PCN-541, DOULBE
HM HM! DRY, YOU KNOW!!!!
WHERE'S DOCTOR
DESERT SALLY, PP AND MISTER HARNER JAMMER SMOKEWEED, OH GIMME' A
BREAK MARGIE, CRISSAKE, TRIPLE HM?
WHY ARE MY
NABES POURING ON THIS RECENT FUCKING SHIT THE SECOND FUCKING
HALF OF CUNT EATING JULY-2014?
SORRY BUT WE
REALLY DO NEED TO ''STEP UP'' TO A QUADRUPLE HM, I'LL TAKE A CAN,
LITTLE STEPHANIE MILLER, OR WHATEVER, TOO MANY BUGS CRAWLING
AROUND HERE. YES, IT IS INDEED, PCN-231 THAT THE GREAT CAT MEOWED
TO ME ON THAT ONE, CRISSAKE, BRRRRR!
WHAT IS THE
REAL TRUTH BEHIND ALL THIS TROULBE WITH THE RADIO SHACK BRAND NEW
VIDEO MACHINE THAT WENT BAD, GAGA?
PCN-583 AND ALL
OF THOSE GREAT AND POWERFUL GAPPING CHINA CHAINS, AND OTHER SHIT
YOU CAN ALL GO BET YOUR 1969 BIPPIES ON, HUH MISTER FUCKING RED
JOHN DENVER HENNINGSEN?
Holy Skunkswet
Stew mixed with a tonna dogshit; does this get worse than where
it is right now, ladies and frikkin' gentlemen? Oh the gods,
don't you dare answer me out there, all except for a lovely girl
in E.H. Township, in Jersey, who I have come to call, and for
good reasons of course, ''TWINBAY''. Cut me a dam ass break,
Jennifer Washburn and gorgeous Tiffany. , mother of goddess this
is totally Mack and Lester Kaiter ABSURD, RIDICULOUS, and stupid
ass!
Let me get my
dumb ass over to the dinner table now and off of this fucked up
machine, YO BRO!
DEATH FUCKING
ANGELS ARE CONTINUOUS PAINS IN THE ASS ALSO, LADS AND LASSIES. I
WOULD LOVE TO CUT THEIR LIVING GUTS OUT AND HAND THEM TO MY PAL,
GENERAL PATTON TO GREASE HIS TANKS FOR THE SOON TO COME HUGE ASS
WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAS ANYONE ELSE NOTICED THAT
SOMETHING IS VERY WRONG IN THE (HOUSE)? Hay Sarah, you know him
better than I do in this lifetime of yours. SUP? The world is
brain-dead!
My
father and his fuckign diving pals from the sixties and very
early seventies, your the ones who gave my mom that photograph
when you ordered her into your office in the sixties over in
Philly, Federal Bureau of investigation. I truly want to help
this world, but I think it is completely beyond repair, sorry,
TWINBAY! Hay, you can't help what you think, or what you believe,
or what you knowls, right? How many thousands have asked you for
an autograph since that day you called me a glass half empty kind
of a guy, TB?
Well,
I am tired and hungry my peeps. Time to be annoyed a few hours on
television with ugly mother fucking reptiles that I am endlessly
squeezing and squishing to shit in my imagination, GEICO
Insurance. But without commercials, no TV, huh? Yeah, then why
was CABLE TV supposed to be the television system we pay for and
not have to suffer through commercials, see us older mother
fuuckers were around long ago, and can witness all the shit and
all the lies and all the con jobs, from here to fuckign dead
Christ, and this may just be why the new America hates us old
fucking farts who haven't yet surrendered our memories to the
fucking cunt landfill!
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