HALLS WALLS, CHAPTER 129

HALLS WALLS, CHAPTER 129

ANOTHER BLACK OR RED, I DO NOT KNOW WHICH; LETTER DAY FOR THE WONDERFUL LIFE BAILEY BOYS, AS WELL AS MARK MOUNTAINPEN WAYNE MOHR HELLFIRETERNAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WOKE UP AROUND HALF PAST SIX, AFTER CRASHING AROUND HALF PAST MIDNIGHT. ANOTHER UTILITY ATTACK STRUCK. MORE VIDEO FUCKING SHIT. I MANAGED TO GET THE CUNT HUFFING BROKEN TAPE OF THAT FUCKED UP TOM CRUISE MOVIE, OUT OF THE VIDEO MACHINE, AND THEN TODAY, ONE DAY AFTER THAT; THE SOUND ENTIRELY WENT OUT ON THE MACHINE. IF I TAKE ANY OTHER VIDEO MACHINE, AND REWORK THE PLUGS OUT FROM THE COMCAST CABLE BOX; IT WORKS FINE, AND IT NEVER WAS THE FUCKING SMALLER TV THAT WAS BAD, THAT I USE AS THE REMOTE CONTROL FOR MY HEADPHONES. IT WAS THE VIDEO MACHINE ALL ALONG, AND IT KEPT GETTING MORE AND MORE HIT. YOU ALL THINK THINGS JUST HAPPEN, OR GET WORSE HERE AND THERE, BY SOME STUPID ASS FUCKING CUNT RANDOM BAD LUCK, AND SHIT WEARING OUT. NOTHING GETS OLD, NOTHING WEARS OUT. KAKU KNOWS ALL THIS. WE ARE ALL BEING TAKEN APART BY TINY MICRO-ANDROID MACHINES. YOU MAY SEE THESE LARGER DISGUISED THINGS AS HEAT AND VISCOSITY, AND PARTS WEARING AND BURNING AND VIRUSES AND DISEASES AND OLD AGE, AND IT ALL IS NOTHING BUT FUCKING CUNT EATING MAYA (POWERUL ILLUSION). EVER SINCE THAT MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' DIRTBAG MISTER ADAM INTHEGARDEN PISSED OFF SARAH-STACEY JEHOVAH KRASSLE; SHE HAS PUT ALL OF US THROUGH A LOT OF MOTHER FUCKING HELL. AND THEN SHE COMES IN HERE, AND BECOMES FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME, THE PERSONALITY THAT CLOSELY RESEMBLES WHO SHE TRULY IS, AND 'WOW', IS THIS A FUCKING MESS. 13,000 YEARS AGO, I WISH I HAD NEVER BEGGED HER NOT TO WIPE EVERYTHING OUT. BUT I DID, AND WE'RE ALL HERE NOW; AND TO QUOTE DAWN-MARIE KING, AND MANY OTHERS AS WELL; “IT IS WHAT IT IS”, AKA '134-25-CODED'. I FUCKED UP A FEW BLOGS BACK, AND I SAID 135 NORRIS AVENUE. MOST KNOW THIS WAS A 'PBHE', OR TYPO, OR RAW; AND IT SHOULD HAVE READ 134 NORRIS. AS I TYPE AND TRY SAVING THIS DOCUMENT, FEDERAL COMMUNICATIONS COMMISSION OLD PAL FROM 1972 AT WORMHOLE-COOLEY HALL OF HADDONFIELD, NEW JERSEY, BOB MCDOWELL, SIR; THE ESS/MILITUFORCE (RAW), ARE TRYING TO CRASH THIS COMPUTER, AND MY 3.1 OFFICE PROGRAM AGAIN, AT A QUARTER SHY OF MOTHER FUCKING NINE THIS DIRT BAG MOUUUUUUUUUUUUUURNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MAY 12, 2015,

TUESDAY MORNING AT 8:50,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 78 DEGREES FNHT.

RANGE TODAY------(H-79/L-72).

RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 79%, FEELING LIKE 82.

WOND IS SE AT 6, GUSTING TO 9.

I AM VERY MOTHER FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF WHEREVER I HAVE BEEN CUNT CHEWING TRANSPORTED TO, ON THE MORNING OF THE 15TH DAY OF AUGUST IN 1986. MAYBE RELIGIOUS TYPES CALL IT HELL. WHO CAN EVER REALLY KNOW, GAP © OFFICE, OF ALL OLD MUSICAL BREATH ECHOS, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!

THE GREAT AWESOME TWB, YOU GOTTA' LUVEM!

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No peeps; this is a quick honest discussion on how I died several times at my Cifaloglio job, and how I am going to die again soon. This time, I doubt I wil return until it is 1969 again, and I trance into myself, as I have done about 200 times now. Why I don't stop this, is anyone's guess; and degenerate gamblers are a group who definitely relate to my behavior of destruction and eternal doom. Every time I go back again, I wonder why my ''bitter stage'' comes on me, as though I had lived an entire life and was put through some imaginable and unfathomable nightmare hell that was totally mother fucking undeserved. Yeah, no shit fucking super Babylonian movie going super sleuths of 1972, and constantly annoying relatives. Let me get in my cah now and get off this fam ass island, Aunt Ruth Huntington Basementswingeropes Gozzwald Gottwald!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SLAM SLAM SLAM SLAM SLAM; BOY MY NABES FROM FUCKING HELL ARE KICKING RIGHT IN TODAY AFTER THIS FUCKING CUNT LAPPING MAJOR UTILITY ASSAULT ON ME, SHERIFF K.M. SAW YOU ON THE TELLY LAST NIGHT, YOU LOOK GREAT ON TV, AS STEVE HARVEY SAYS IT SO WELL, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SURE WISH YOU AND PAM WOULD NOT HATE ME, BUT HELP ME AND TRY TO LOOK AFTER ME. I HAVE NEVER WRONGED ANYONE, AND I AM BEING PUMMELED AND ASSAULTED ON A 24-7-355.2422 BASIS, BY HORRENDOUS ESS/MILI-2-FORCE MONSTERS FROM HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.