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HARBORFIELDS
DETENTION CENTER, NJ-USA
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EGG
HARBOR CITY'S SECRET DAWN LAUGHING KING'S MAGIC SCHOOL OF
GRINS AND TAUNTS, GOOD OLD HARBORFIELDS DETENTION CENTER,
AHA-AHA-AHA, REAL FUNNY. NOW UR IN DREAM-LAND!
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Oh
the gods, do I wish I could leave this endless existence and find
oblivion. I'd settle for my daughter PP being able to find me
with her 74-WP device. But until then, I can always visit her by
trancing out and going to the correct place in hyperspace where
she lives as real as any of us live right here in this
universe. Laugh at me all you want to world and McNulty!
United
States Copyright Office Records, pasted in part:
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Mohr, Mark Wayne,
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PAu001148157
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1988
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Mohr, Mark Wayne,
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PAu001189027
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1989
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COPYRIGHT
CLAIMANT NAME: MARK WAYNE MOHR
ALSO,
WHY
DID THEY DO THIS TO ME, ERNIE MERKER? Couldn't their blind eyes
win or see???
MARK
WAYNE MOHR, AND HIS BLOG
I
am quite disappointed in the Gods of the Astral Plane. I spent 8
years plugging them and now the
Science
and History Cable Channels
are
all over it; and what did they give me back, nothing? What did
they take away from me? My awesome wonderful daughters. Nice
entities, really worth paying great homage to and worshiping,
would you all not sarcastically agree with me? WOW, what a
weelwee WHAAAAAAAAAAAAONDERFUL WORLD, EHH?????
Ernest
Merker the great? IP
and WOW!
Where
have all the folks gone who used to at least communicate once in
a while with me? You really all know how to emmereffing hurt a
person, lovely folks!!! You go Northbrook, Illinois.
New
blog from December of
2011----------------------------------http://www.theansweristheqyuestioncontinues.blogspot.com/
**********On
Blogger since January 2006
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observed on Google, on 12/02/2013
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views: - (2894)
NEW
BLOG PV- (316)
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page hits:------- (35, 121)
Well,
maybe when Microsoft Spellchecker adds great Chicago suburb areas
to their computer dictionary lists, I may be in the Hundred-K
Club for internet shouters. At the rate it is going, this may be
around the end of twenty fifteen somewhere, AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA, Mike
McNulty.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
''Gash
darn it'', Bruce; if you can't fix the dog licking thing, at
least you showed me how to change those speeds on the old
cassette recorders and make an entire school go bonkers off its
nuts, right James Pookah Stuart Harvey, sir?????????????????????
LIKE WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Cuzz Carol boyfriend sure started the music
world off onto a wild and weird new footing with his MOOG
INVENTION, and just maybe without his ever being aware of it,
Public Broadcasting folks who aired him in the middle sixties
somewhere; KRANIK'S MOOD MIND MACHINE, huh Inspector Superkent
Henderson????????? Who in the right mind can resist a BIG
WOW
here; kind ladies and gentlemen???????????
I
should have left, and gone to mother fucking MEXICO,
a few months ago!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like DUH!
Well
wonderful people out there; a few of you know how real all my
shit really is. What will you do when I leave here forever and
your world shuts off like a busted light-switch? Think about it!
The Quakertown kids from 'heaven' sure did! Don't throw a fit
now, Jeffrey Rosenhower, YO!!!
Now
peeps, I want you to forget about the Krassle gang from Atlantic
City, and 1970, and all of it. I am only talking here about the
point, it can be fitted into any topic, not just MORIANITY. I
don't say it does not fit here, this is most definitely not what
I am saying on this part of this blog. I merely want to move on,
as many I know, would desperately love for me to do. Well then
let us not disappoint so many lovely peeps. We will begin by
worrying about tying shit all together on later days and blogs as
I promise you that this indeed will be done. So here we are awake
after that wild ''dream'' and the dog is licking your hand that
is hanging a bit off the side of the bed. Now it is a week later
and you get home tired from work and lay down for a short nap.
Maybe you don't, but I am nearly 60 years old with a lot of hell
and stress in my life, so I know a nap will come in real handy,
if not this day, then a day soon to follow. The radio is playing
barely audibly next to the bed on a small night dresser. Suddenly
the song is playing in your ''dream'', only you have been given
an award for writing this song in this dream, and you are trying
to explain that you did not write the song. Now where could this
bullshit possibly be going you may be wondering, and rightfully
so. You think your wife woke you up only it now has become one of
those rare dream inside of a dream, situations. Not all have
experienced these things, and many have little to no memory of
any of their ''dream-life''. Now a song that you did write is
playing on the radio. You realize you are not at home but half a
hundred miles from there at a vacation resort in a hotel, and
with you is a friend. He hears the song, and loses his mind,
because he never thought he would hear something you had written
being played on a sizable radio station. He throws a table
through the window and jumps to his death. You go to the window
as he is falling in sort of a slow motion, off a high floor down
to the street, and you scream a number at him,
''seventeen-thousand''. You eventually awaken. You know that you
did this for a reason, to watch how this number would come across
the valley of hyperspace and into your world, where you have a
waking body. It may be a day or decades, but let me tell you
something in a vague way that happened with me, and these things
are not completely fictional, but altered to keep things safe and
many peeps not too pissed off. A local celebrity that you never
dreamed you'd meet in real life, becomes a part of your life in
ten years. During this time of friendship with this person, she
informs you that her late husband who shares the same Christian
name as I do, had a very strange thing happen to him, and it
involved the exact amount of money, $17,000.00. We may or may not
pick this up later, if I feel brave, we will, and if not, I'll
just skip around it and move on with similar stories of
hyperspace manipulation. This is no game. I am telling you the
truth of how my entire life has altered as a result of these
things. Does playing with these forces bring the biblical Satan
into a person's life? Many believe this. I used to believe it. I
know know the uglier truth that he was always there, and just
used my youthful fascination with the unknown and strange
mysterious items of creation, to connect himself to me, and then
go onto do unthinkable things, but not just to me. Many other
innocent peeps were all involved, and he had this planned long
before 1980 or 1954 or 1854. This was all planned a good 3000
years ago, whether you wish to join Mike McNulty in a great laugh
right now, or not, I am making this audacious and unfathomable
claim.
Bob
Johnny Fucker Faster Joker McDowell, FCC; from my old 1972
Daniel Mackey class, at the Cooley Wormhole Hall, in Haddonfield,
New Jersey; dogs, BRAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maybe
I will cheer up someday Twinbay, but first, tell your twin to
tell her great friends, to PLEASE STOP MESSING WITH ME ALL MY DAM
LIFE. PWEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE GIRL!!!!
Fort Pierce, FL 34950
SAT
Partly Cloudy
75°/58°
MON
Partly Cloudy
80°/62°
TUE
Mostly Cloudy
75°/55°
Well,
Your Holiness, that explains the super
major DEATH ANGEL last night, on my right side, great Holy
Sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
IS A DYING UTTERANCE AND DECLARATION!!!!!!!!!
THE PROBLEM IS THAT TRANSDIMENSIONAL DOUBLES OF MY FAMILY ARE
DOING THIS TO ME; AND YOU CANNOT PROSECUTE THOSE HERE, IN THIS
DIMENSION AND PARALLEL; BUT REALLY, WHAT ARE THE ODDS, SHERIFF,
FROM OZ CURTAINS, TO ABOUT NINETY THOUSAND OTHER COINCIDENCES,
SINCE ABOUT THIS TIME; BACK EIGHT YEARS OR SO AGO? TELL ME THAT,
KIND SIR! YOU TOO, KIND ADA RON WIRTZ, OLD
BUDDY FROM 1989!!!!!!!!!!
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