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Boy there are a lot of
fucking cunt eating things I don't miss from Jersey, but then, I'd be
lying if I were t tell you just how mother fucking ass rosy my life
has been for five years now down here in pussy sniffing Flowers
Florida, Joe Berrios fast-Boy!!!!
AS LONG AS THEY HAVE ME TO
PICK ON AND PERSECUTE, THIS IS WHAT WILL ENDLESSLY MOTHER FUCKING
RESULT, GINA, GINA, GINA, GINA, MY SUPER LOVELY QUEENA. YES SIR, ALL
MORNING LONG AND INTO AFTERNOON, SUPER NOISE WAS ALL OVER EVERYWHERE.
FIRST I GET WOKE BY A DOOR KNOCK, AND THEN IT WAS JUST ENDLESS NOISE
OUTSIDE, INSIDE, AND ALL SIDES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO, HERE IS
TODAY'S FUCKING MARKET ACTION; SO WHAT ELSE IS COCK SUCKING TOTALLY
NEW AROUND HERE. ADULT ENOUGH FOR YOU LILLY AND HERMAN SHIPYARDS AND
TEE-HEE-HEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
AS
I MOTHER FUCKING SAID, I WOULD CARE IN THE LEAST IF THE DOW JONES WAS
1000, 10,000, OR 100,000 BASIS POINTS. BUT THIS BEING FUCKING CUNT
TORMENTED AND TYORTURED AND THESE BASTARD MOTHER FUCKERS RELENTLESSLY
USING ICPE-APE-TECK ON ME TO GET THIS INCREDIBLE 2PPDA (POINTS PER
DAY AVERAGE), A ROUGH BUT GOOD ESTIMATE SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986; THIS
AN DONLY THIS, IS WHAT I OBJECT TO, AND SO WOULD ANY OF YOU IF THIS
WAS HAPPENING TO YOU OR ANYONE WHO YOU LOBED AND YOU KNEW IT WAS TRUE
AND WERE POWERLESS NOT ONLY TO GET IT STOPPED OR INVESTIGATED, BUT IF
YOU EVEN TRY OPENING UP YOUR CUNT CHEWING MOUTH ABOUT IT, THEY ALL
TRY TO THROW YOU IN THE INSANITY HOTEL. YEAH; I DO OBJECT TO THIS,
REVEREND J. JACKSON, AND OTHERS, AND I CAN PROVE THAT I AM 10% BLACK.
I AM GROWING WEARY OF BEING CALLED AN ALL OUT MOTHER FUCKING LIAR, YO
YO YO YO YO!!!!!
MOUSE
HACKING AND COMPUTER HACKING IS STARTING UP, BOB MCDOWELL, FEDERAL
COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, OLD PAL!!!!!
RED
ALERT-----RED ALERT-----RED ALERT
RED
ALERT-----RED ALERT-----RED ALERT
RED
ALERT-----RED ALERT-----RED ALERT
RED
ALERT-----RED ALERT-----RED ALERT
I
AM UNDER DEATH SIEGE AND MAGGIE WILL BE CAUSING MAJOR DESTRUCTION
AROUND THISM PLANET, I PROMISE FUCKING ALL OF YOU THIS RIGHT HERE AND
RIGHT NOW, LOVELY LOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
am getting super fucking hacking, Mister McDowell, I NEED HELP NOW,
FCC, TANKS, BBBBBABBBBBA-BBBBBOOMMMMMMMMMM!
WOW
Mister Daniel Mackey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FORGET ABOUT MOTHER FUCKING Mickey-Dee, I'LL BE TOO DAM ASS BUSY
TAKING A HUGE FUCKING GOBBLE OR TWELVE, OUT OF SOME HEAVY SHIT, ONCE
I POST UP THE OPENING DATE AND WEATHER BULLSHIT, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO
YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOMEBODY'S GOING TO MOTHER FUCKING BE REAL
DEAD, REAL SOON!!!!!!!!!!!
I
am just after a bite or three; huh GAP Naval Officer Daddy
Spaceplatforms, from Dreaming Jeanie Projects, at Classified Majestic
top levels, back in wovwee 1974? WHAAAAAAAA!!
YOU
MISSED ME, JANE
SLEAZEWEEDSDISEASE!!!
Except
for literally a single fucking hand-ful, EVERY
SINGLE DAY IS BOTBAR IN 2014!!!!!!!
DDDDDDDid
I SSSSSSSAY SSSSSSSomething untrue or offensive to you,
TTTTTTTommmmmey boy??? I must have, they fucking jerk off hackers
just hit me again with their 'cannot live without' (`~HACK),
HACKJACKLATTISAWATTACK,
lovely Stacey!!!!!!!!!
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA!POOR
FUCKING FOLKS HAVE RIGHTS TOO IN THIS WORLD, but
only those Jack McCoy rights they can defend.
If
we don't fight and shout out to authorities, they will end up taking
every cent from us,
and
leave us at their doorstep, to be THEIR
TOTAL FUCKING SLAVES;
and I refuse to go back to the days of
slavery!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
popped out of some wild NIGHTMARE when I was dreaming it was the
morning of August 15 in 1986. It seems I cannot ever get back to the
universe I left before I hit my bed, at that Cherry Hill home of
magic pharmaceuticals and soon to come MISS LEE TEENAILS!!!!!
My
blogs. Please archive them. TANKS YO!!!!!!!
THE
WEATHER BUG,
In Partnership With
and
shared by this blogger, who may be contacted through:
Local Weather Cameras
Fort Pierce, FL 34950
Oh
Lordess
(SAR)
(AH),
what
a lovely world I am stuck in.
It is not the world but a game called GTNOTG. Maybe I am tied up in a
shop on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, Geraldine Supergirl
Shahpals.
WOW
MACY
STACEY
MACKEY.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
WEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
COURTESY
OF THE WEATHER BUG!!!
Weather
Map is courtesy of CHANNEL
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local South Florida Television.
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
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The
wild exploratronic interaction with the 42 grand, will now be further
explored, once I post the standard paste in below:
SEPTEMBER
26, 2014,
EARLY
FRIDAY EVENING AT 5:33
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 85 DEGREES FNHT.
TODAY'S
TEMPERATURE RANGE---(H-88/L-73)
CURRENT
HUMIDITY IS 79%, FEELS 94, YUK YUK!!!
COULD
BE WORSE, I COULD BE UPPATREE CHUCK DOING FUCKING LIFE FOR MURDER,
HUH DAVE L. SMITH?
There
is more going on with ten grand Joe, Big Red, Darius Deezy, the local
hood gangs around here, the PHA, the entire power structures both
local and not local, medical, military, criminal justice and honest
law abiding peeps, it does not mean a thing, and is all part of a
huge parlor trick fucking cunt ass illusion. Pieces may seem to fit
on a surface level, but underneath, shit goes fuckiGN down that no
normal person would be able to be made fully aware of, and maintain
their cunt chewing fucking sanity, I promise you!!!!!!!!! If this was
a fair world with justice, I would be far wealthier than my distant
asshole Cousin Donald with his ten measly billion USD. I am owed more
like 100-500. Fuck your rotten 10. They all know it, and I will die
broke, and fucked up, and at their sick twisted unmerciful hands,
just as did pitiful Jesus, 2000 years ago. Believe any other story
outside of this, and you're believing one whopper of a fucking
presidential bear hug lie. From Morianity with love, to Russia and
back and then straight up to dam ass Washington, this is truth. Call
me a Birchbeer Crawford Liar for all I care, I am dam ass very
fucking used to this treatment. I know the mother fuckiGN cunt truth,
so help me GODDESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To quote my old
pal General George Patton, “that's all that's important”,
actually to keep it accurate since I am quoting this great American
hero; he said it is only important that he knows, it does not matter
if his troops under him know, when he is on a rambunctious rant and
exaggerating every so often, and could be quite intimidating to many
common foot soldiers. Just thought I'd be cute here and tie in a
whittle fucking correlation.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The
number 42,000,
from how much I owed an auto repair shop, in a nightmare not all that
long ago; or what took place in some more distant hyperspace to be
more accurate, while I was dreaming through one of my more
non-localized parallel universe doubles, AKA 'doppelgangers'; but
this is a major number, and it also was a major event in hyperspace
for reasons not yet fucking told on any of my previous blogging
texts, ladies and gentlemen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Before I tell all
of it, I promise any friends of my daughter, good close ones, that
she knows all about that number, ask her. Then if she can hold a
straight face and tell you otherwise, WOW, would I love to hear a
whittle tweety bird comment back how fullabulla shit I am, yeah,
right, only I'm fucking not. But I will tell you one thing as revenge
for today's super noise siege. Call this my most recent
RAT-TAT-FOOTBALL revenge secret (RTFRS) not to be confused with
assholes that won't read their manuals when they purchase electronic
items, you know, (RTFM).
Certain
truths open great locks people, more than any master keyring set ever
could hope to on its best day. Truth at its epitome relinquishes
shackles in the true highest realm where we exist. I know this, and I
know I am still searching for stuff, and wouldn't dream of denying
that to my followers and viewers, not for a dam ass nano-minute. If
you knew enough shit; you would not need to ever use a key or a
combination or a password or anything, ever again. This to say the
least would disrupt current society that is no where near ready to
take a hyper Rubik's cube technology to the level of usage in every
day interaction in the world around us. Still, disruptive as it may
be, it is there, it exists, and it is still far away from our present
day limited society. But bear in mind, that future times of parallel
universes are indeed out there coexisting fifth dimensionally with
all of us right here and right now, and some of these peeps there, DO
KNOW about all of this, and it is called in many of these futures,
ZDT, for Zero-Dimensional Technology. But the next best thing to it
while we wait to understand that a little bit, as we now are as ants
would be if compared to a nation such as the USA with its nuclear
power capabilities. LSS peeps, there are some magical truths that
because numbers are actual electromagnetic vibrations, and words make
sounds that also are vibrations, electronically; there are
combinations of sounds as well as numeric values, that not only work
similarly to Gawky Gaukauk's numerological system, but totally in an
unrelated way, work less magically, and more closer to powerful true
technologies yet to be discovered, based on removing all dimension
from equations and yet still have a way of working with them. Sounds
impossible, yes, and so did rocket science and nuke bombs, 1000 years
ago. Adding and multiplying are the two most common arithmetic
functions, as the other two reverse ones are just that, they are like
darkness is to light. Subtraction is just anti-addition, and division
is just anti-multiplication. Ask any math teacher, or local college
prof. The two most powerful numbers on this planet are '7' and '12'.
With these and using the basic functions of arithmetic, I have shown
how the digit 1-9-8-4 is created. But there are other more
complicated items. Zeros digits are involved and are quite magical.
You see if you divide by zero, you can prove that 1=2 in a somewhat
lengthy algebraic polynomial expression, I know, I used to have fun
doing this, with David Leigh Smith back in Haddonfield in early 1971.
Speaking of this place, Bob McDowell, they just struck me with a
(WORD-DISAPPEARING HACK). Back to the point now. 000 as in thousand
and 42, and again, using 7 and 12, and the two great arithmetic
functions of addition and multiplication; takes us to a lot of
possible numbers. However, when these numbers are compared with ultra
complex word groupings that I have never ever discussed yet in
Morianity; it tells a longer and bigger story than these entire 9
years now, of blogs. But it does one other thing. It agrees with
them. There is no puzzle banging, there is no Beth the baby-sitter,
and there is no 1979 Mary Tyler Moore television show. This all takes
place not in the future and not in the past, but right here in 2014.
The movers and shakers understand some of this, I know this to be
true and am not going any further today, with this. Still, I have
shaken up, as David Charles Roth might put it back in 1998; quite a
hornets nest. John and Photeous from just down the block a dozen or
so yards from McGuire's great hotel and bar of the 20th
century; in Atlantic City, New Jersey, USAESMWG; had other ways of
describing inquisitor/invader mountainpen around those same times.
But let me move this over to a psychic who was real, and what is a
real psychic? Someone who makes money conning us assholes. They have
power all right. There is a special pipeline that has recently over
10-15 years, declined and narrowed like a 119 year old's arteries.
But it is opening again, and it's kept more secret than Houdini and
all the other magic makers (magicians) and their industry. You can be
killed in your sleep if you divulge certain prestidigitator secrets,
just as you can be, if you reveal Masonic top secrets, and so forth,
this is real, people, not a bunch of 333 stuff, or dropped on my head
444 stuff minus 4 to give my wonderful awesome daughter her daily
laugh when she reads her print out copy of this later on this
weekend; but yes; I'm
here to tell you, that the psychic PAULA UWICH who hurt me so badly
in 1996, was placed there nearby me, by the hip-hop/rap modern
industry music world,
call it all whatever name floats anyone's boat out here, names are
names, this is very serious fuckiGN shit I am talking to you all
about on this dam fucking ass blog, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Why
was this done to me. First off, I have my Cousin Donald to thank for
this, and he has no idea that he is sharing a double life without
even traveling in hyperspace. Secondly, I can thank my stupid self
for not believing the ADA Ron Wirtz Senior when he told me Dave was
doing some spurious things. Dave answered back to me that it must now
be considered spurious and nefarious to be searching for a clunker
automobile to purchase, and to attempt to secure a minimum wage
security guard job. This was a great answer, as he did not mean that
what he was doing that day, was spurious. No normal person is in
contact with every single female recording artist, with a
correspondence in those olden days of snail-mail letters back and
forth, and he had stacks of them. He also knew and corresponded with
the Director of the entire National Security Agency after he retired,
Mister Oliver North. He knew about secret parties held with NSA folks
such as North's private Secretary, Mizz Fawn Hall, and how they
partied well with lots of no no stuff. My point is that when I am all
through telling my story, and if the Mayo clinic can save my life,
without them getting to them and stopping it, just as they made dam
fucking sure that Dawn-Marie King died on New Years Day in 2011,
after she had expended her usefulness to them, and got me totally
forever screwed. This is only the very beginning of how my car ended
up in this non localized hyperspace repair garage, and me owing the
mechanics in that shop, a total of $42,000.00. This involves why a
highway was never built in this world and this universe, that goes
from Washington, DC, all the way through Hammonton, New Jersey and
into Trenton, the capitol, passing right through town as MAIN STREET,
and passing the Cifaloglio job site, as well. This garage exists not
all that far from FBI AGENT STEVE CARUSO'S rental home, in Hammonton,
at 831 Thirteenth Street. It also is all near the skating rink in
town, and the red light where I got burnt that day in spring time of
OHM-9, and this ended the financial collapse of the evil empire and
its evil fucking WALL STREET. I was hit hard by a major enemy
MILITUFORCE assault, while waiting for that mother fuckiGN traffic
light to change to green for me, and this is a day, like many others,
that I will never ever forget, and probably think about it somewhere
around 2,127,528,464 times a year. Would you waste your time thinking
about anything two and an eighth billion times a year? SHEEEEEEEEEEIT
Hans Brinker and all Silverhands Jefferson Hackers. Yes folks, we
indeed are, moving towards the 15 year. Just
don't EVER EVER EVER INGRID EVER, say I did not tell you!
Is that a fair deal, Munster Dan??????????????
GREAT
GODDESS DIANA, IWALU SO PG.
LAST
NIGHT, DIANA WAS ALL OVER ME FOR A LONG TIME. HER LIGHTNING WAS
BEYOND INDESCRIBABLE, UNFATHOMABLE, AWESOME, AND SPECTACULAR TIMES A
MILLION. RIBBONS, CLOUD-GROUND-BOLTS, INTRA-CLOUD-BOLTS, COLOR
COMBOS, DESIGNS TOO COOL TO VERBALIZE; I COULD GO ON, BUT MY BB
DRIVES ME BEYOND NUTS AS TOTAL SHIT, AND SHE KNOWS IT. THANK YOU MY
ENDLESS LOVE!!!!!!!!!!
Lightning,
you're all MINE!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just
ask the great Gary Stone,
should you not wish to take my word for it. I am quite sure that the
mighty land owner, 'BIG-O' will confirm sending my mom that lovely
post card in 1988, to our Moorestown address. How
I just love
that wonderful, adorable, and terrific entertainment industry; and
the media in general. WHAAAAAA!!!!!!! YUK-YUK
MCNULTY.
We
will save a lot of these road trips for the next half dozen blogs, I
never forget anything, no matter what these jerk off enemies ever do
to me and they know that they will have to kill me, Mizz
Bondi, Florida State Attorney General,
in order to shut me up. I will go on telling and telling, and McNulty
and the crew can go on laughing and laughing, all the way to the
bottom of the sea with Sarah Krassle Captain
Crane and Dutch Doctors with silver ice skates and other
poHACKwer(HACK)ful Sarah Krassle
that endlessly revolve around the Mountainpen, throughout time and
eternity. For right now Cali-Kali,
call-ten, Callio,
it is not time yet to say unto all of you, nighty-nite, and
BYE-BYE!!! Hay let me never forget Misses
Callisurdo,
while I'm fucking at it here, YO BRAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WEEEEEEEE.
The
657 Chris Blum BLUES, no peeps, I don't know most everything. I only
know what I know, and the rest is a blank mystery. Now what I do know
about, is math and odds. Let me try and explain, as this is the
blog, and as the great Judge Judy on the court-TV show says so well;
the rest is filler. All the pwetty colors and all the charts and
diagrams and graphs and photos and all of it, just a lot of filler
shit to grab a little attention; so my blogs might just get read
someday by a few more people, only it ain't working, so I'll have to
figure out another way of operating soon. But that is for a later
time for me to be worried about. But let us look at what happened in
early July of 2008, because people; this is so major, that of course
no one will believe anything that I say; but I am saying it anyway.
So laugh all you want to at me world, and you too, Mike McNulty,
AHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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BLUES,
no peeps, I don't “know
most everything”.
I only know what I know, and the rest is a blank mystery.
THIS
COMPILATION BLOG TERMINATES NOW!!!!!
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