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Well,
the only thing that I have to blame is the Exploratronic Supermind
Society. But still great folks out here, isn't that enough? What do
you gals think, Babs and Donna? Yeah Deer-Hunter Cifaloglio Anthony,
I know Donna passed, you buttwipe. At least I am not in on
conspiracies to leave shit around for security guards to
intentionally not be able to miss seeing while on rounds.
WHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!! My moves? You know it, Chuck 134 Norris,
BUD!
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
The
fate awaiting all flesh, is my only salvation.
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2015
©
BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN (BOM)
Holy
Moley Molly; don't scratch your dam ring-worm, YO. We don't want you
to miss out on sixteen breakfasts!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA,
RIGHT MIKE MCNULTY?
JUNE
20, 2015,
TUESDAY
AFTERNOON AT 1:39,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 92 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-92/L-71).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 56%, FEELING LIKE 102.
STEADY
WINDS ARE BLOWING ESE, AT 10.
I
WOKE UP SICK TODAY; SHERIFF MASCARA. THE
SAME MOTHER FUCKERS THAT HAVE GIVEN ME THIS MYTERIOUS ILLNESS,
STARTING AT 10:30 POST MERIDIAN ON THE NIGHT OF 4 JUNE IN 1983,
ARE DIRECTLY RESPONSIBLE FOR STRESSING OUT MY LIFE, AND TAKING AWAY
THE ONLY MEDICINE THAT WORKED FOR ME; RELIEVING MY INCREDIBLE ANXIETY
THAT THEY CAUSE ME IN THE FIRST PLACE, CONTINUALLY,
SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AFTER THREE STRAIGHT MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' DAYS
OF THEIR MONSTER ASS ASSAULT ON ME; NOW I AM ONE SICK DOG, AND FEEL
THE LIFE CHOKING OUT OF ME, WITH NO MEDICINE ALLOWED ME TO TAKE, THAT
ALLEVIATES THE PROBLEM!!!! THIS IS AN OLD TRICK OF THESE DIRT BAG
MILITUFORCE DEATH SQUAD SOLDIERS, KIND SHERIFF K.M. SIR. THEY CAUSE
THE PROBLEMS FIRST, AND THEN THEY STOP ANYTHING THAT MIGHT LESSEN
THEM FOR ME, TO EVER BE PERMITTED. THIS
IS A VERY OLD TRICK AND TACTIC SIR, AND I AM VERY USED TO IT.
BUT IF I DIE IN HERE,
ALL CHOKED TO DEATH;
THEN
MY MURDERERS ALL STAND CUNT LAPPING ACCUSED, ON THIS NOW NEARLY TEN
YEAR LONG BLOGGING PROJECT; KIND SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY
DIRT BAG NABES OUT IN THE HALLWAY, HAVE BEEN SLAMMING IN AND OUT ALL
FUCKING DAY, AND ARE BEING ANNOYING. YOU
MIGHT SAY THIS IS NOW FOUR FUCKING CUNT EATING STRAIGHT DAYS NOW OF
DEATH-SIEGE,
AND THEY ALREADY HAVE ME SICK AS FUCKING CUNT HELL, ON TOP OF THIS
MOTHER FUCKING SHIT, YO!!!!!!!!
Ron,
ADA, up in Jersey and back in the nineties, kind sir; you told me
they would react when tested, and you seem to know these fart bags a
lot better than I ever will. I did all the legwork you told me to do,
and it led me to places that go a few light mind universes beyond
fucking Carlisle, Pennsylvania, USA, kind sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh the
Astral Gods, let this poor little flower child of the sixties go and
die already, while all sisters sing about it, even in very naughty
houses. You
be polite, Tommy Dizzy-Doe-Dee Roe/Reale!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well
sir; look at the blogs from the past week or so leading up to that
fucking four day death-siege that I am still enduring, here in
eternal hell. Seems you were totally absolutely correct all along,
huh dude-ADA?
If
you kept my stuff ANN KING; you are sitting on a gold mine, that
makes your great baseball card collection, pale by comparison. I'll
bet you already have figured this out by now.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
JOHNNY-FUCKER-FASTER,
BOB 14—OWL? I THINK TO THIS DAY, WHEN YOU WOULD CALL BRUCE PENNOCK,
YOUR ''LITTLE DICK IN THE MOUTH''; THAT ONE TOPPED ALL OF YOUR REALLY
COOL SHIT, BUDDY. HOW I MISS THOSE DAYS BACK AT COOLEY-WORMHOLE HALL,
BUT DON'T LET BOB MCGUIRE KNOW THIS. I KNOW YOU SAW THE PHOTO. THAT
IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF PROOF THAT ALL OF THIS IS SO DEADLY AND
DANGEROUSLY REAL, AND THAT I AM NOT A PHONY HOAXER OR A CRAZY PERSON.
The
Goldilocks story is really great and has a wonderful built in
philosophy. Why would anyone yearn for too much of anything, poverty
or wealth, or any extreme of anything, right down to people who want
to be too small or too big? Yet both these types do in fact exist all
over the place. Me, I would rather be right in th edam middle.
Now
many truths do in fact exist all around that one. In fact, I was once
an all out one way or the other kind of a guy. Twinbay of Egg Harbor
Township in Jersey-USA would tell anyone to this day if ever asked;
that Mountainpen is the ultimate and quintessential negative bad
attitude cut half empty kind of guy. I also had other similar traits,
where if I could not be number one, then I would only settle for
number 100 or whatever the last number was. This is the what I have
come to call the NOT-ONLY-Anorexic Syndrome. It is not recognized yet
in any psych book for mental disease, but I know it is real. I also
know it can be induced by practicing mystical acts such as Patty-s
Fascitar of 1969. I know this because this all happened to me.
BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT; Patty's
powerful FASCITAR tapes
are a whole other ballgame; huh MERRY? Oh and I know that you
know!!!!
Good
night, Savant Doogie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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