HALLS WALLS, CHAPTER 194

HALLS WALLS, CHAPTER 194

HERE WE GO FUCKING CUNT AGAIN WITH GOOD OLD CUNT CHEWING SUNDAY DEATH SHIT HELL, YO YO YO YO PAM AND KENNY!!!

HERE IS HOW IT BEGAN, SHORTLY INTO THE DAY, AROUND HALF PAST ONE THIS PUSSY FUCKING HUFFING MORNING. I WAS AWAKENED OUT OF A SOUND SLEEP BY DIRT BAG HELL-NABE GUESTS, SLAMMING DOORS, (ILLEGALLY AT THAT HOUR). BUT THIS IS JUST THE START OF MAJOR FUCKING SHIT, KIND SHERIFF AND MIZZ AG OF FLORIDA, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AS SOON AS I REALIZED THIS WILD NIGHT NOISE HAD AWAKENED ME, AND WHILE TRYING TO GET BACK TO DICK LICKING SLEEP TO ENJOY LEASE PROTECTED LEGAL LIVING STANDARDS IN MY OWN PAID FOR APARTMENT, YUK YUK YUK AND AHA AHA AHA MIKE MCNULTY; I INSTANTLY REMEMBERED A HORRENDOUS HYPERSPACE-INTERACTION, THAT MOST IF NOT ALL OF YOU OUT THERE READING THESE WORDS, WOULD CALL IT, A VERY WILD AND VIVID DREAM. AND THIS SAME NIGHTMARE EXPERIENCE, THEN PERSISTED ALL THROUGHOUT THE REST OF THE NIGHT; AND WAS OBVIOUSLY CAUSED SOMEHOW, BY NOT YET TOTALLY UNDERSTOOD BY ME, ESS TECH, VIA AND THROUGH THOSE POSSESSED AND INDWELT GUEST-NABES FROM ILLEGAL MOTHER FUCKING HELL. THEY GOT IN LAST BNIGHT IN TH EEVENING, AND THERE WERE A LOT OF DOORS, BUT IT GOT BETTER AROUND THE LEGAL TIME FOR MORE QUIET; SAY THE 11-12 MIDNIGHT RANGE IN TIME. THESE NIGHTMARES WERE ABOUT UNBLOGGABLE THINGS, INVOLVING A LOT OF SHIT FROM MY LIFE IN 1998, AND PEOPLE I DEALT WITH IN THOSE DAYS ALSO. BUT IT GOES FAR BEYOND WHAT HAPPENED IN THIS UNIVERSE HERE, AS OVER IN THAT PARTICULAR PARALLEL; MAJOR SHIT WAS ONGOING THAT I MAY TRY CLEVERLY GETTING INTO LATER, WHO CAN EVER KNOW? FOR RIGHT NOW, I GOT UP AROUND A QUARTER OF SIX THIS FART CRACKING MORNING, AND HALF AN HOUR LATER OR SO, A LARGE GEICO INSURANCE SALESMAN WAS SITTING NEAR MY CHAIR, RIGHT ON MY FLOOR, AND MANAGED TO GET AWAY BEFORE I COULD GIVE IT A POWERFUL KICK. KILLING THOSE HORRIBLE MOTHER FUCKIGN LIZARDS IS BEST DONE WITH A WILD SWIFT KICK, AS THIS LITERALLY BREAKS THEIR BODIES INTO AT LEAST TWO PIECES. THE TAIL PART SEEMS TO CONTAIN THE BRAIN AND THIS PART REMAINS ACTIVE FOR A WHILE, WIGGLING AND SWUIRMING ALL OVER FOR MAYBE A MINUTE TOPS, BEFORE LEAVING FOR THE ASTRAL PLANE. LATER TODAY I WILL SEND THIS MOTHER FUCKER STRAIGHT OUT OF ITS DREAM DOWN HERE. IPYT FOLKS. STILL, THE ESS GOT INTO THIS HORRIBLE CREATURE AND THEN WITH THIS T3E HYPERSPACE TRAVELER-EXPLORER INSIDE OF IT, MANAGED SOMEHOW TO GET INTO MY PLACE AND TRSSPASSED INTO MY MOTHER FUCKING PERSONAL COCK SUCKING ASS SPACE. HERE WE GO AGAIN, ANOTHER MEAL RUINED, POPS; AND ANOTHER SUNDAY IN MY ADULT LIFE AS WELL, YO!!!! ALL YOU MOTHER FUCKERS OUT THERE IN THE ESS, PLAY ALL YOUR GAMES, THIS ONE, THE OTHERS, DO IT FOR A GENERATION CHANGE FOR ALL I CARE, YOU KNOW, 5-1, SO CUT ME ONE HERE, MARGIE-LEO-1985!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JUNE 14, 2015,

SUNDAY MORNING AT 7:30,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE IS 80 DEGREES FNHT.

RANGE TODAY-------(H-81/L-78).

RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 82%, FEELING LIKE 86.

WIND IS ESE AT 7, GUSTING TO 10.

Holy pisswater Mariloo Diver Sandbarqueen!!!!!!!!!! Holy pisswater Mariloo Diver Sandbarqueen!!!!!!!!!! Holy pisswater Mariloo Diver Sandbarqueen!!!!!!!!!! Holy pisswater Mariloo Diver Sandbarqueen!!!!!!!!!! Holy pisswater Mariloo Diver Sandbarqueen!!!!!!!!!! Holy pisswater Mariloo Diver Sandbarqueen!!!!!!!!!! Holy pisswater Mariloo Diver Sandbarqueen!!!!!!!!!! Holy pisswater Mariloo Diver Sandbarqueen!!!!!!!!!! Holy pisswater Mariloo Diver Sandbarqueen!!!!!!!!!!

GODDESS PAULA WILL GET ME FOR THIS, and for what Dave and I did in 1986, at New Jersey's famous L.B.I., on one late summer night.

THE WEATHER BUG,

In Partnership With

OLD BLOGGER MOUNTAINPEN.

Well great folks, nightmares all night long or not, it is obvious to me that back in the nineteen-sixties; I have opened up a door. BUTTTTTTTTTTTT; I have opened up a door, BUTTTTTTTTTTTT; I have opened up a door, BUTTTTTTTTTTTT; I have opened up a door, BUTTTTTTTTTTTT; I have opened up a door that now in the future here; I sure wish that I could somehow mother fucking close!!!!!!

You are in with things you have no idea about, my old buddy TD-REGIS, and hopefully I am not preaching to RIPA, the choir, or any of your very interesting associates. You are in with things you have no idea about, my old buddy TD-REGIS, and hopefully I am not preaching to RIPA, the choir, or any of your very interesting associates. You are in with things you have no idea about, my old buddy TD-REGIS, and hopefully I am not preaching to RIPA, the choir, or any of your very interesting associates. You are in with things you have no idea about, my old buddy TD-REGIS, and hopefully I am not preaching to RIPA, the choir, or any of your very interesting associates. You are in with things you have no idea about, my old buddy TD-REGIS, and hopefully I am not preaching to RIPA, the choir, or any of your very interesting associates.

PHOTO IMAGES COURTESY OF TWB.

ALL SAVANTS KNOW THIS; THE END!