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It
is taking me half a dozen attempts to highlight fucking shit and have
it not click right off, old FCC buddy, Bob. I
really wish that we had stayed in contact, after your parents moved
to Fort Wayne, Indiana, from Gibbstown, New Jersey in 1974, FCC Bob
McDowell, old 1972 buddy, and great kind sir, from
Wormhole-Cooley-Hall!
Readers,
when you get shit like fucking this on my blogs:
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YOU
NEED TO CLICK THE CONTROL-A TO HIGHLIGHT, AND THEN YOU CAN READ WHAT
THE HACKING-MILITUFORCE ENEMIES, DID NOT WANT YOU TO SEE ON MY BLOGS.
ALSO, SOMETIMES, I POST HACKED BLOGS AT THE WORDPRESS SITE, AS THERE,
ONLY PRINTING SHOWS UP SO THEY CANNOT BLOCK IT OUT WITH
SIMILAR-BLOCKING COLORED TEXTS and HIGHLIGHTS ANDF BACKGROUNDS.
{{{((*HALLS----------WALLS*))}}}
CHAPTER-------189
I
am very ill as you know, and on present dosage of my medicine, I will
be dead before the end of summertime, and the murder of me was a
covert plot to kill me and silence me by the American Medical
Association and the InterDigital Corporation. They caused my death,
covered up my death, and promoted my torture and torment over three
plus decades, just for their sick reasons andn sick gratification,
going beyond my wildest imaginations. But I swear on my dying death
bed under ALMIGHTY JEHOVAH GODDESS, that this is the honest total
truth.
I
swear to the Almighty and on my citizenship as an American,
ninety-nine
trillion
times ten, cubed and CUBAN;
that I REMEMBER EVERY WORD YOU SAID TO ME OVER THAT PHONE, SARAH
CALLIO, ON 7 FEBRUARY IN 1997; EVEN YOUR LAST NAME, SPELLED WHEN I
ASKED YOU. DID YOU EVER WONDER WHY I ASKED YOU THAT? DO YOU REMEMBER
WHAT YOU TOLD ME WHEN I ASKED YOU ABOUT YOUR LOVELY GRANNY??????? I
DO.
EVEN THOUGH YOUR PAL MCGUIRE MADE ME FORGET FOR A WHILE; THE
MULTIPLE CHOICE MEMORY SYNDROME KICKED IN,
AND NOW I HAVE PULLED UP THE ENTIRE CONVERSATION THAT WE HAD AT HIS
PAYPHONE THAT FATEFUL FUCKING DAY; LIGHTHOUSE LOCKUP GIRL. MORE FENCE
SHIT, YO????????????? MY BEST TO YOUR CUZZ PAULA THE QUEEN-KING
EM-TRAPFIELDS.
Thinking
of Paula, Sarah, Nina, my cousins and family, and all the girl gang
group of the Quoddy mockers of 1967, Mister Cornerstone-Turn Pat
Robertson; and then shit like this following sentence always springs
into my mind.
THIS
FUCKING WORLD AND MOST PEOPLE, MAKE ME ILL!!!!!
THIS
FUCKING WORLD AND MOST PEOPLE, MAKE ME ILL!!!!!
THIS
FUCKING WORLD AND MOST PEOPLE, MAKE ME ILL!!!!!
THIS
FUCKING WORLD AND MOST PEOPLE, MAKE ME ILL!!!!!
THIS
FUCKING WORLD AND MOST PEOPLE, MAKE ME ILL!!!!!
THIS
FUCKING WORLD AND MOST PEOPLE, MAKE ME ILL!!!!!
THIS
FUCKING WORLD AND MOST PEOPLE, MAKE ME ILL!!!!!
THIS
FUCKING WORLD AND MOST PEOPLE, MAKE ME ILL!!!!!
This
so
wonderful year
in
quintessential humorous sarcasm, can go suck a fat throbbing one!!!!!
WOW,
and this is just scratching a surface as large as the North fucking
Pole, a tenth of an inch on ice that is miles thick, my good peeps
out here, and bad ones as well!!!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
''Meow-Meow,
Mountainpen, your answer is PCN-871. Here is the list, like Hyundai
cars, 2006, and a real super DUH!
MARK
MOHR, TRINIDAD, JOHN KING, GOLD FATE, PRECIOUS, HAMPTONS, ….......
AND THERE ARE OTHERS LESS 'MEANINGFUL
AND OR MOANINGFUL',
L-4, WHAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! Hey there Mister Wooooooolf, at least I
never attempted to control or terrorize my two dawts. BUTTTTTTTTTTT;
can the same thing be said in
reverse,
parallel universe Leonard Nemoy Double Mirrors Klingon Agonizer, and
all great-fictional ion-storms???????????????
I
sure hope it was worth all of this fucking shit, oh great Aunt
Geraldine and 1967 Shah or however you spell it. JEEEEEEEZ-Louise.
JUNE
11, 2015,
THURSDAY
MORNING AT 8:40,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 73 DEGREES FNHT.
PREDICTED
HIGH TODAY IS 88 DEGREES.
WHO
REMEMBERS THIS SHIT FROM JANUARY OF 2014?
TODAY
IT WOULD ALL BE JUST ONE HUGE MOTHER FUCKING ENDLESS STREAM OF EVERY
SINGLE DAY IS BOTBAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2014
DATE—–TOTAL BOTBARS—–TOTAL DAYS—–MPB
JANUARY
01———-00——————————01————-00
JANUARY
02———-01——————————02————-50
JANUARY
03———-02——————————03————-67
JANUARY
04———-03——————————04————-80
JANUARY
05———-03——————————05————-60
JANUARY
06———-04——————————06————-67
JANUARY
07———-05——————————07————-71
JANUARY
08----------05------------------------------08-------------63
JANUARY
09----------06------------------------------09-------------67
JANUARY
10----------07------------------------------10-------------70
THINGS
ARE VERY VERY VERY HORRIBLE BITTER BAD,
MELANIE-INGRID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In
a short tweety-bird rockin' robin way, permit me please to now
explain why this day went BOTBAR TIMES 2, AND 7 FOR 10 NOW IN THIS
MONSTER FUCKING 2014 YEAR, LADIES AND
GENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes
sitting on a few hundred secrets the size of ten majestic level hush
hush cover-ups, is not a day at any beach, by anybody's stretched
mind. But is this the reason I go through this hell, called by me,
and others in secret; ''the
HUNTINGTON CURSE''?
As with all things in this life, there is some truth to this, but the
full picture naturally, is quite a bit larger than just this, good
people. If reality was the way the kindergarten class all sees it, we
all would be happy, and nobody would be shooting anybody or on drugs,
or stealing another poor persons five dollar silverware purchase.
This however, just is not reality, and although many times we can
simplify the complex and arrive at some great conclusions, this
wonderful methodology at least on its surface, just won't always be
there to cut the mustard so perfectly. I am now 70% BOTBAR, or at an
MPB of 70 percent, for both the month of January, as well as the year
twenty-fourteen. I asked the great GAGA-KITTY- CAT, why these last
two horrible BOTBARS had to happen, and he said to me, ''Meow-Meow,
Mountainpen, your answer will be found not on Geraldine Snow
Silverhands Jefferson Street in Camden, New Jersey back in 1997, but
through the private cosmicoded number of 440. Let us further examine
my personal list in my PCN-MATCHBOOK.
So
I mother fucking asketh of thee, all of thee out there in Blog-Land,
will this be another dog-day of South Florida summer?
I
WILL PROMISE ANY READER OF THIS BLOG, THIS MUCH. NO MATTER WHO YOU
ARE OR WHAT KIND OF LIFE YOU ARE LIVING; YOU WILL FIND THIS STATEMENT
TO BE 100% TRUE AROUND YOU, UNLESS PERHAPS YOU ARE LIVING ALL ALONE
DEEP IN A CAVE ON MARS:
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THERE
WILL ALWAYS BE MORE HORSES ASSES THAN THERE ARE HORSES!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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