IT IS 88 DEGREES,
FEELING LIKE 94 DEGREES
IT IS 12:35 POST
MERIDIAN (PM)
IT IS 18 APRIL, IN
THE YEAR AD 2015
THIS IS HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER 65
My
computer has been virus hacked. Until I can get to the FCC and
the FBI, I may have to do my blogs the way I did a long time ago,
simple, bland, and mother fucking shitty, with lots of mother fucking
great cuss words!
My days in
Oaklyn, New Jersey, at Dellway Arms Apartment, prepared me for many
things, Mister Jehovah's Witnesses Woodside, but not for all of this
mother fucking shit, YO! No Joan Larosa, my great upstairs nabe
before Bob Backer and his wife moved in a pigged the place up beyond
possible description, but no, I do not have TB or consumption. Just
exposure to the great TRINITRAIL of December, and other supernatural
esoteric paranormal mother fuckiGN shit, YO!
Maybe someday, I
can RIP along with great DAWN-MARIE
KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
APRIL
18, 2015,
EARLY
SATURDAY AFTERNOON, AT 12:41,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 88 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 57%, AND IT IS FEELING LIKE 94.
JANE
FUCKING WHORE FONDA JUST GOT MY DAM ASS!
555555555555555555555555555555555
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAGNESONIC;
WIPE OUT AND DESTROY ALL MY ENEMIES, OR BE TOTALLY DESTROYED
YOURSELF. I COMMAND YOU TO OBEY ME. ALL ORDERS, ALL TECHNOLOGIES.
THIS
BLOG CHAPTER TERMINATES HERE.
YES,
ALLOW ME TO PLEASE REST IN PEACE, THANK YOU VERY MUCH, DAWN-MARIE
KING!!!! And thank you for not calling the
Board of Health on me, Joan Larosa back in 1970.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
RIP---RIP---RIP---RIP---RIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HELLLLLLLLP
ME PAM BONDI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THESE MOTHER FUCKING THREE NETWORKS HAVE TOTALLY FUCKED UPO MY ENTIRE
LIFE, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO. LET ME DO ONE TINY THING LIKE COUGH
IN SOMEONE'S FACE, AND I GO STRAIGHT TO FUCKIGN CUNT EATING JAIL, NO
PASSING ''GO'', AND NO 200 'FUCKIGN' BUCKS, YO YO,
BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They're
trying to crash me and freeze me up, Pam Bondi, ATTORNEY GENERAL OF
FLORIDA, and FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION, Bob McDowell,
Chairman; and my old buddy from Cooley HELL back in 1972. They gave
me horrible nightmares all night. I was back there at C.H. And my
daughter came over all grown up as she is today, and kicked my ass in
front of everybody. Nice, huh PAM?
Haddonwood
and the swimming pool. Roy oh roy oh roy does life stink. Yes, Dark
Shadows, the TV show, began on the same day of the year that I joined
Haddonwood in 1994, 28 years earlier in 1966. GEEEEE.
THEY
JUST CRASHED ME AGAIN, FCC AND PAM BONDI. THIS COMPUTER IS TOTALLY
MOTHER FUCKING BUSTED.
THE
MOTHER FUCKING END.
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