Wednesday, July 15, 2015

HALLS WALLS, CHAPTER 248 major computer hacking up on BLOGGER, FCC



HALLS WALLS, CHAPTER 248



EVERY FUCKING TIME I HAVE MAJOR ''DREAMS'', I SUFFER MAJOR FUCKING SHIT OVER HERE IN ''WAKING LIFE''. I HAVE NOTICED THIS PATTERN EVER SINCE I WAS A MOTHER FUCKING YOUTH, AND IT DOES NOT ALTER WITH TIME OR AGE.


MY NEXT DOOR NABE LADY WHO TOOK STANLEY'S PLACE, IS FRIENDS WITH ALL THE OTHER DIRT BAGS AROUND HERE. SHE HAS A CHILD STAYING WITH HER, ILLEGALLY OF COURSE; JUST AS ALL THESE PEEPS HAVE ILLEGAL OVERNIGHT GUESTS. YESTERDAY, THE UPSTAIRS LADY WAS HAMMERING AGAIN, AS SHE DOES SO FUCKING OFTEN, WHEN TIMES FOR ME GET SUPER MOTHER FUCKING HORRIBLE. IT ALL SEEMS TO ENDLESSLY KEEP KICKING IN TOGETHER, AS IF PART OF SOME WILD AND UNFATHOMABLE PROGREAM.



WHEN MY PROPERTY SHIT WAS FUCKED WITH, ALONG WITH ALL OF THE UTILITY ATTACKS, WHICH ALSO FOR DECADES AND CUNT CHEWING DECADES, I HAVE NOTICED IT STARTS UP ONE DAY, AND TO QUOTE MISTER ANDERTON L&O LAWLER, “IT STARTS”, AND THEN IT JUST KEEPS GOING WITH A BLAST FROM FUCKING CUNT HELL, UNTIL ONE DAY, IT STOPS AWHILE AGAIN! HERE COMES THE MOTHER FUCKING WORD-DISAPPEARING HACK, FCC!


WHEN THE DOW JONES WAS 7500 OR SO LAST WEEK AROUND THIS TIME; THEY STRUCK ME, AND GAINED 700 POINTS GIVE OR TAKE, AN DIT IS NOT OVER FOR ME BY A LONG SHOT, AS THEY WILL KEEP RIGHT ON DESTROYING ME NOW, TO GET THIS MARKET UP TO CUNT HUFFING MOTHER FUCKING TWAT EATING 20 THOUSAND. AND WHY NOT. YOU DON'T SEE MY SHERIFF, OR MY AG OR TH ELOCAL COPS GIVING TWO SHITS ABOUT HELPING ME TO GET THIS FUCKING NIGHTMARE STOPPED. NO SIR-E-BOB, FOLKS. THEY JUST SAY, “TAKE YOUR MEDS AND CALM DOWN LITTLE FUCKING SICKO PSYCHO”. TAKE WHAT MEDS, THEY THREE ME OFF MY CUNT CHEWING FUCKING ASS MEDS, YO?



My horrible noisy nabes from hell are slamming and making all kinds of loud noise, and have been now ever since last fucking cunt week when this shit all got started, Mister President and Governor Scott; oh great kind sirs?


I KNEW WHEN THEY WERE POURING IT ON TODAY, THAT I WAS GETTING HAMMERED BY A BULL ON MOTHER FUCKING WALL STREET, JUST LIKE OVER THE FUCKING CUNT WEEKEND, GOOD FOLKS. I HAVE GONE THROUGH THIS MISERABLE ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT NIGHTMARE FUCKING CRAP SINCE AUGUST 15, 1986, SO I THINK I KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT AFTER ALL THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME AND HELLISH PERSECUTION!!!!


Dow Jones Industrial Average (^DJI)





ALL SAVANTS KNOW THE END IS NEAR FOR ME!


SOMEDAY, THEY WILL NEED TO FIND OTHER PEOPLE TO REPLACE ME. DON'T BLAME ME AFTER I AM GONE, WHEN YOU REALIZE THIS IS NOW YOU, OR SOMEONE YOU LOVE, YOUR SON, YOUR WIFE, YOUR POOR OLD GRANNY. THEY WON'T CARE. I WON'T CARE. YOU WILL, BUT IT JUST MIGHT BE GOLD FATE AND TOO LATE, FOR ALL ERNEST MERKERS AND RPL PLACES THEN!










ALL SAVANTS KNOW THE END IS NEAR FOR ME!

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