Tuesday, August 18, 2015

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I have been on a major mother fucking roll for klutz-out attacks for weeks now, another one just happening half a cunt chewing hour ago. I have been on a roll for seeing JANE SLUTBAG FONDA also for weeks, with no fucking cunt let up. I am on a roll for one super mother fucking BOTBAR-DAY after another for weeks now. STILL, and HA HA HA HA HA HA, my great ultra-roulette system refuses to crash and burn!!!!!!!!!!!!!







My computer will not allow me to turn on my anti-virus, according to the Norton Virus Protection Computer system. The icon has an 'X' through it, and I click, and then I hit the shit that is supposed to run a program to turn it on, only the program never runs, Sheriff K.J. Mascara sir; and so I've mother fuckiGN given up, kind sir, YO!!!!!!!!!! While I typed the name of my sheriff for my county, the mother fucking typing stopped running on the document page. I am going to have to buy a new mother fuckiGN computer and pay a powerful hacker to help me to protect it from TRUMP-CALLIO-KING and their illegal fucking mobster trash mob gang of filth-bag fucking maggots from hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









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Magnesonic, I command you to scan these dirt bag fucking trash ass enemies who I refer to as the “Milituforce”, using ZD-Tech. You will also be applying AD-TECH for empowerment of the image-object (I-O) on your transpower-block (T-B). All people hurting and destroying my life for thirty to sixty mother fucking years to be scanned, along with all those whom they love and hold dear to their evil dick licking hearts. I am setting your POWER-PULL-GAIN controls to the maximum, (MAX-11.8 Inches Per Nanosecond) PPG-11.8 IPNS. I am now maxing out your controls against this gain power to their absolute power curve of 11.5 IPNS. You will be totally obliterating and annihilating these fuckiGN miserable trashy people along with all of those whom they cherish and love and hold near and dear to their wicked, evil, demonic, despicable, rotten ass fuckiGN hearts!!!!!!!!!! You will be using the DESIRE-KEY-SETTING-D for a punishment sequence, and I now am srtting your desire key from the normal-neutral 'J' position, to the 'I' position. You will hear the empowerment tones that used to sound in th eearly nineteen-eighties through the AT&T telephone landline system as a high tone followed by a low tone, and transfer these two empowerment tones into a printed long 'E' vowel sound when typed up and printed. The high-first tone is highlighted in the color of BLUE. The low-second tone is highlighted in the color of RED.







Computer; on an 'I' to 'D', A-B-TONE, phasing punishment sequencing system, empower the image-object on your transpower-block that has been fully scanned and atomically duplicated, so that whatever happens to this I-O on your T-B, happens to these horrible filthy revolting sicko bastard rotten trashy people and those whom they love.











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Go to all General and all Coded General (special) orders. G-1133, under G-189, CG-18, and S-----T-----O-----P!!!!!!!!

















There are going to be a lot of dead mother fuckers, and they all have cunt lapping asked for it, so I don't have an ounce of cunt chewibng mother fuckiGN pity for them at all, YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!







The enemies have persecuted me now for more than 29 years under this full blast fuckiGN furnace of HELL-FIRE, since August 15 of 1986, and this will either stop, or the entire planet WILL BE TOTALLY WIPED OUT, AND DESTROYED. I promise you that (IPYT)!









Right before the transformed outside my windows blew up back on Friday, Sheriff Mascara sir; it was amazing. Maybe an hour earlier I looked out at them and thought to myself, “Gee, I never noticed these before, and I sure hope they don't ever blow like the one did, right outside the building lobby here, a couple months ago, also on a Friday”. Then POOF, Sheriff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am beginning to wonder about a lot of things, kind sir, and never claimed I am sitting in here with all of the answers to anything. Lots of fucking jerk off people love to misunderstand me and have done so for many decades of my life now, sir. They took two songs that I wrote out of context, one in 1980 called, “Long River Blues”, sung by Congressman Andrews when he was in his late teens; and the other song, and we all have come to know about this one, “Girl, I'll Tell You Anything”. Neither one of these song's lyrics implied I am so know-it-all pest who thinks his fuckiGN shit smells like a dam rose garden. If you listen to the lyrics of the entire two songs, it goes onto explain this very well, if I am allowed here to say this myself, kind Sheriff, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





































































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I met David Roth nearly 30 years ago, it seems like days, not nearly a third of a mother fucking century. He knew I could move heavy diner rotisserie motors in reverse, and grab a rope and pull a life-raft with him inside of it, against a strong Barnegat Bay current without swimming a single stroke. We met as security guards quite some time back, it was in November of 1985, and it was in Woodbury Heights, and was called the
Caldor Number 113 Store. This retail store was owned by a couple by the name of Dorothy and Coral. This is where you get the combined word they came up with, CALDOR. It went out of business within a decade give or take from the time we met there. He worked directly for them. I was in house security, with a private security company. Shortly before we met, I had hooked up some electrical step-down transformers to wires that

connected my bed frame made of metal with steel springs. The mattress was thin, and when I would go to sleep, I would adjust a switch until I could feel electrical current just a small bit. This helped me to leave my body when I fell asleep and reach what I then referred to the Astral-Plane as, ''Lightning's world''!!!!!

















SOME ROTTEN FUCKING HACKER SCREWED UP ALL MY WEATHER PASTE-INS AND MY CAMS LIKE JUPITER INLET. ANYTHING TO WRECK AND RUIN MY BLOGS THAT I WORK SO HARD TO DO, KIND SHERIFF MASCARA, SIR, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!









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I MEAN GIVE ME A CUNT LAPPING BREAK, THERE IS NO PINKISH COLOR ON THE MAP LEGEND, YET THOSE COUNTIES UP IN THE NORTHWESTERN UNITED STATES, HAVE BEEN THIS COLOR FOR NEARLY A MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' WEEK NOW.



















































































Another fucking screw up since I was fuckiGN cunt hacked off of FIEFOX-BROWSER, is the color lines on my blog. The I-E Browser makes it look totally fuckiGN stupid ugly, and no longer shows the lines as one solid fuckiGN area, after I post it up to the fucking BLOGGER-WEBSITE, YO!!!!















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I will need your protection and the protection of the Indian River County Sheriff too, tomorrow, kind sir, Sheriff KJM. I have an eleven of the clock with my sike peeps up in Vero Beach. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!











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WOW, WHAT A WORLD OF CRAZINESS ALL OVER! MACK KAITER, MY OLD MARYLAND CAMP COUNSELOR, WOULD SAY IT BEST HERE, FOLKS; AFTER HEARING ME YELL OUT, “MACK, THIS IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS”, HE WOULD THEN PROCEED TO TELL ME, “MARK IT'S TIME TO WASH THAT MOUTH OF YOURS OUT, WITH A BAR OF SOAP”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









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The musical project I did in the year of 2000 was on the music project with the Copyright title of Russ Walker's Star Travelers of 1896, by the way. Hey folks, I'm just sayin'!!!



































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Now before the sun has a chance to set on this very true nightmare story, I will tell you that the flowers were supposed to be delivered to an audition and repertoire person, a lady, in NYC, (A&R), along with a copy of my song, written early in 2000 at Guthrie Short's mansion in Blue Anchor, New Jersey, USA, called, “Atlantic Queen” and I think it was part of the copyrighted music project called, 'Russ Walker's Star Travelers of 1896'.

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The real major part of this is that back then, computers and internet were still a bit new, and the Library of Congress I don't believe, had as of yet, made up the list such as the one I PIP into my blogs from time to time. Notice how the project with Atlantic Queen, is perfectly sandwiched in between, no not a Subaru Car Commercial and Andy Rooney of 60 minutes, great Flatliners Movie Cast and Directors, but in this case; between two MAJOR OTHER PROJECTS, that seem to have effected my entire life in ways, that go beyond phrases like mind bending and brain breaking, and bone chilling; and you get the general idea!!!!













My 1985 doctor C. Miller Bittle, and his family's cool ''My Philadelphia Father'' book.





Hey roy Carl Weiler, Senior old buddy; tell all your Staten friends I said all museums are indeed containing secrets. Yours and Tim Barber's may be a bit more wild, however. Then there are the endocrinologists of the world, and the great lab-techs too, huh Mister Dick fucking Wooooooooolf?







Boy is my bitch ass upstairs fuckiGN nabe annoying me with bangs on my cunt huffing mother fuckiGN ceiling while I am doing this blog, kind Sheriff, sir, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









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Hey, maybe my wonderful Almighty daughter can give me some new driving directions, up to see you, DOCK. This fuckiGN whore above me is driving me totally fuckiGN bonkers, kind Sheriff K.J. Mascara!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The hackers wanted this to come out, drive up to see you DICK, only I don't need any more mother fucking wolves in my cunt chewing miserable rotten fucking life, my BRAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Have any of you noticed how all my turd swallowing blogs that get major hacked up, have an intelligence to the hacking, and not just randomized fuckiGN mischief, YO?







JESUS CHRIST ALMIGHTY GODDESS, I KNOW THAT I SURE AS SHIT FUCKING HAVE OBSERVED THIS BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!













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The strange house on the highway from hell. Funny how all RUSS OPEN REEL recording systems make their way into small midget dogs and large taping machines, and all various colorful Julia's of the world, if I may add, Sheriff here. Go ahead, tell me you believe in all of these 1994-TPB coincidences, and I'll then ask you this kind wonderful sir: You know I have no weapons and just let off a lot of steam when I say I am going to off somebody as we both know I'd really love to off Sarah and Paula and my Cuzz-Donnie, there's no fucking denying that, sir, so I won't bother. Still sir, what if you had a videotape of me that shows me in my car, and heading for all three of their residences, in Atlantic City and NYC? Then you have me saying what I said when I was all hot and up set. On top of that, someone who you trust, say for example the Sheriff of Indian River County, told you that all three of them phoned them and said I was coming for them. Now would you not arrest me, or aty least come over to talk to me? Don't you think the evidence on just this one particular glittering item, proves the things I say, kind wonderful sir, and if so, why is this double-standard always working against me, if I am not further correct, when I dare to make that audacious powerful claim that the god of this world, and his army, is personally doing me in, and has been, since I was still in my last year in mother fucking cunt high school; kind wonderful sir, SHF. KJM??????????









GASH UNCLE BOATCRASH JOHN IN ALL WORLDS; DON'T YOU JUST LOVE ALL THE FUCKING BULLSHIT THIS GREAT WORLD HAS TO OFFER? MAKES YOU NEED TO WAFF A WHITTLE WITH SOME FUNNY FACES, WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






Why are coincidences for me like endless interrogation room one way mirrors, speaking of throat cleared possible cute stuff????????????????? Lose my dam job, huh Detective E. Green, sir? Lose my dam life, because that © Office lady kept all that shit to herself. THIS SUCKS, SHERIFF SIR!!!!







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AS I SAID TO YOU ON THE TELEPHONE IN APRIL OR MAY SOMEWHERE IN TWENTY ELEVEN, LEE BAILEY; 'YOU DON'T KNOW ME', AND I DON'T GIVE A FUCKING TOILET WATER DRINKING SHIT, HOW MANY EXTENTION PHONES YOU ALL ARE ON; SO PUT THAT IN YOUR HOLIDAY FUCKING SHOES!!!!













MAJOR HACKING, SHERIFF MASCARA, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, SHERIFF MASCARA, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, SHERIFF MASCARA, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MAJOR HACKING, SHERIFF MASCARA, SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





IT SEEMS IDA LOST MY CUNT WEATING ASSHOLE DAY TRADING THE MARKET TRODAY, KIND SHERIFF. REALLY REALLY WEIRD, SIR!!!!!!!!!!



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BUT I WOULD STILL BE WAY AHEAD SINCE THE WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!

HUH WINNER-CUZ?????????????????????????







HACKERS JUST FUCKING FROZE UP MY MACHINE AGAIN, KIND SHERIFF, AND I HAD TO HAVE THIS DOCUMENT RECOVERED AGAIN BY THE OPEN OFFICE 3.1 PEOPLE WHO PROVIDE ME WITH THEIR PROGRAM. I TELL THEM TO PLEASE FUCKING REPORT THESE CRASHES AND FREEZES TO THE FUCKIGN FBI, BUT I GUESS THEY DON'T OR TH EFUCKIGN FEDS DON'T HELP ME WHEN CUZZ TRUMP BARKS OUT ORDERS AT THEM NOT TO, AS I SAID ALL ALONG FOR THREE DECADES NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





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