HALLS
WALLS, CHAPTER 134
Oh boy,
great people, I honestly do not mean to be such a prick. Try to
understand, Dreamboat Annie and others, that I have been seriously
injured, hurt, and damaged, by many many many powerful people all
over this world for about six solid decades now, and anyone would be
worn out and wiped out as well as totally thoroughly disgusted by now
with all of this, should they indeed be unfortunate enough to be the
suffering tortured victims in something as horrendous and
unfathomable and inconceivable as all of this stuff that I am in, and
for the most part, through little to no real fault of my own.
The rotten
Milituforce pricks woke me up with an
extremely sore throat AGAIN this morning at shortly past six this
morning. I crashed somewhere around half past midnight. I am going to
have to purchase some throat lozenges at the pharmacy later when I am
out on other errands later. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ain't life grand, to
quote you, late sir, Mister Roth??????? Hey Style Court Judge Roth,
how can you allow your two cousin's murders to go unanswered and
unavenged, sir? Both David and his mom Mary Roth, died as a direct
result of Mister Drake Towers Security Guard, and criminal
insurance-fraud man, Mister Jonathan Schau of Northeast
Philly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well
wonderful peeps out here, I keep chugging along with Thomas the train
and all great engineers everywhere. Slow down buttwipes. This applies
to trains and cars and all of you. What's the dam hurry?
Destination----cemetery? Crissake, YO!
MAY
15, 2015,
MIDDLE
FRIDAY MORNING AT 7:27,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE IS 77 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-78/L-75).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 82%, FEELING LIKE 81.
WINDS
ARE ESE AT, AT 4, GUSTING TO 11.
Mark
Minor, and all other 'boys that wanna' go home', back in 1966, and
without any bar fights taking place in Nassau Town; and all other
'ESS Travelers'; sup evweebwuddy, YO??? There we were at some park in
Jersey in late spring in 1966, shortly before my horrible time at
that nightmare place, the old now defunct NJNPI; was over, for my
sixth grade school year. Suddenly Mark Minor, one of the boys in the
K-COTTAGE that Peter, Wilson, and myself all were in back then; began
singing, while on a swing. The song that I heard in 1975 and maybe
this came from the late sixties, that was done by the great music
group of those times, 'The Beach Boys', was almost a carbon copy to
the one done by the perhaps not so great, Mark Minor. But who is
great here, and who was first? If they stole it from the kid, that
makes him greater. If he was an ESS traveler as I truly believe th at
he was, along with his friend IMHO, Misses Marola; he again in the
one who the word 'great' would much more apply and be way more
apropos. Would a nice big WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE come in pretty
significantly about here, 'great folks'???
Yes
there was absolutely no excuse for my bad behavior a couple days
back, and for that, my great readers; I sincerely apologize. I'll try
not to go that major cussing rants like that for a long while. I was
beaten up by the Almighty Goddess Sarah Krassle for doing it, and
told to apologize to my BLOGAUD by her, as well.
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Oh
the gods, folks, why why why did you tell me these things back in the
middle nineteen-seventies, James T. Burr? Remember that song, great
Copyright Examiners, from 1984?
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HELP
ME
TO
START
OVER?
Wow is that BULL!!!!!!!! I seem
to be doing a powerful super good job with that all by myself, for
about two-hundred dam times now.
This
Friday was a vely vely intelesting Bob FCC McDowell day, in many many
many 1984 Ingrid ways, Mister Doogie Savant Howser! But
which Friday would this apply to the most, me' viewers? Hay,
we all know or we should, that I am not totally nuts. Sure I am nuts.
Anyone would have been driven mad by now with al of this freaking
crap, Mizz AT&T Blake, and AT&T Mister Rambo. Let's leave the
karate moves out of this for now, OK, Deer Hunter Anthony, from
Cifaloglio, and all other non quantum splicers of Atlantic City,
including the great ocean itself?
I'M
BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY
DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING
CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL
FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING! I'M
BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY
DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING
CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL
FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING!I'M BACK, EVIL FUCKING CHUCKY DM-KING!
This
is why my mother fuckiGN mother was so sharp once, before Paula King
destroyed her mind when she went into her the night after Christmas,
early on the morning in 1997, of 26 December. She always knew that my
electronics were controlled by the mother fuckiGN devil, and I
laughed, and I laughed, sort of like all of you do with me. And guess
what, she was mother fuckiGN correct all along. She even knew while
under the supernatural spell for a lack of more scientific way of
saying it, over at the Laurel Road Kennedy Hospital of Stratford, New
Jersey; and I will quote her, and I fucked up by not listening to
her. “Get me out of here now, or I'll never be normal again”. I
didn't, and she wasn't. SHE
KNEW, just as I know what the FAWCES of
HALL, and their covered up covert WALL;
is doing to me and has been; ever since
I dared to say, I will tell what happened to me underneath the
Schiff's Central Pier of Atlantic City, New Jersey, USA, on the first
Saturday of July, in 1969; and then come clean
on the 2020 U.S. Census. You really do have to admit that this
is when they started to figure out how to stop me, by
taking away my only medicine. It really
was a dam brilliantly cleaver covert strategy, if ever there was one.
But who is truly behind it? I know beyond any doubt, that if I
could prove it, these deep pockets I could frikkin' sue for; would
be tens and tens if not hundreds of
BILLIONS of United States Dollars
(USD)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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ALL
LIFE-TIME LONG, I
HAVE BEEN DEATHLY FUCKED WITH BY THESE MONSTER
FUCKING DEADLY HALLS
FAWCES!!!!!!!!! NO MATTER WHAT I EVER DO, I am
damned if I DO, and damned if I DON'T. I can turn left, right, stay
still, or try both ways, and nothing ever
allows me to escape the fucking brutal pummeling of the
HUNTINGTON-CURSE!!!
What
are you so confused about? You married her. I was just her 'vic',
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OK-OK-OK-OK
AND PUBLISHERS KJKJKJ?
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HAHAHAHAHA
MOUNTAINPEN!!!!
Hay
Mike McNulty, I think your grand daughter is laughing at both of us,
you crazy mother fucker!!! But is she laughing at us because she
knows we both are Neil Regan-Bob Lockhart clowns, like Regan's little
brat used to laugh at my machine and the lightning making the
Privecode system go off automatically, back at First Highview? Well,
in any case, maybe they both are laughing, and if that keeps them
happy, great. Still, how many times can we laugh at horrible shit???
Hay
YO, I'm just asking?
Even
Denniss Snyder couldn't tell reality from illusion, if he had gone
through anywhere near the total hell that I have, IPYT lads and
lassies.
ALL
SAVANTS KNOW THIS ONE BY NOW: 'THE
END'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Run For The Roses
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