HIFISAF,
CHAPTER 073
Boy
oh boy, am I getting sick and fucking tired of computer hackers
screwing the fucking shit with me just about every cunt lapping time
that I get up here on my legally paid for Walmart mother fucking
compuker! This is beyond getting old, it is pure mother fucking
illegal harassment, and I am going to be discussing this. First off,
I wasn't even going to do a dam blog, merely check the weather and
take a look at some personal files and close down, but as soon as I
had my usual apps and shit loading up after boot up, the TWB-APP
froze up on me and I could not work anything, and had to manually
shut off and reboot up and all of that happy crap, Sheriff Mascara,
and FBI, and AG, FCC, and ACLU, etcetera and etcetera and dam ass
etcetera, YO! My asshole nabes banged on my door again while I was
trying to enjoy a movie on TV. I did not answer it. I know that I am
not expecting any legitimate person, and since it is a holiday, I
knew it was just either annoyance bullshit or some innocent buttwipe
looking for an apartment and mine was not what they were looking for,
so unless the knocking persists, I don't answer. Soon, I am going to
put a ''MOHR RESIDENCE'' up on my
door, and if I'm told I cannot, then I will ask why both my other
nabes are allowed their little things on their doors, not that will
get me a fair deal in this world, as for 61 years now, it has not,
but on I'll go endlessly trying. My spell checker has been disabled,
so I am going to boot off an don and see if that helps. Sheriff, this
hacking is highly illegal. Harassment is against the law,
sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am back, and this repaired the hacking, Sheriff
K.J. Mascara of Saint Lucie County here in Florida-USA, thank you
very much sir!!!!!!!
When
I was speaking to my counselor up at the psych-place in Vero Beach
when this all started, Sheriff sir, there were two topics that I
found myself discussing for a short while, with her, we'll call her
Mary-Sue for sake of anonymity, sir. So first, I told discussed with
her, my repressed memory, and how it surfaced in a wild and vivid
dream, upon my coming home from work at Cifaloglio, and going to
sleep for a short while, before a quick turn-around shift that I did
on Sunday's, 12-8, and then right back for the 4-12. But Mary-Sue and
I also got talking on my problems and how I am trying to manage and
cope, with COMPUTER-HACKERS! She
said an interesting thing that I'll bet you too will be interested in
if I share it with you, so I will. She is an educated professional
and has a lot of great ideas to offer. But on this particular day,
she told me that in her opinion, and she said she is no expert in the
field, and just tries to keep up on general topics that effect
society, and she went onto conclude how the technology is way ahead
of the law, as far as internet, computers, hacking, and along those
lines. She is very right, and I too have heard such things discussed
on intelligent-television, such as channels like CNN, and other
things requiring a little upstairs-gray-matter; for watching
enjoyment; as opposed to so much senseless junk and mindless
violence, etcetera, that clogs up the greatest percentage of a
television audience. Right now, Sheriff sir, Law Enforcement has
nothing to do with this, because as you an dI know perfectly well,
you guys and gals are not supposed to even have law related opinions,
and are there to enforce the laws, not write bills into legislation,
that become th elaws of our great land. So really sir, this is for
your friiends that you may have in any capacity as legislaters. WE
NEED BETTER CRIME LAWS REGARDING COMPUTER HACKERS AND HACKING. I base
this on the knowledge that I have obtained recently regarding this,
in just about 100% of this USA. Remember, computers and the net, are
like automobiles and driving. They no longer
are a luxury, but basically, a total dam necessity. So when
people keep hacking people over and over, and it really effects their
lives; since we need to use this dam tool on a
daily basis to survive; then this is not one bit fair not to
have those who harm our way of lives in this new-age-manner,
PROSECUTED WAY MORE HARSHLY, kind
sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The law changes, the law evolves,
and we all know this. But I needed to put my little spin on this
situation for the record, today, kind sir, and so I did.
ENDLESSLY;
I AM GOOD OLD UNIVERSE HOPPER MARK WAYNE MOHR, SO IT SEEMS. AM I
RIGHT, OR AM I WRONG; TAXI DRIVER DISCOVERER, MIZZ KAREN GRASSI?
Hey
there, BILLY AND SALLY, YO; “THAT'S SAYIN' SOMETHING”. I won't
lie and say I have not been given my share of good advice from the
rock stars of the world, because I am not a ''fucking liar'',
Captain 1981 Crawford, sir. Billy's
advice to me about staying to myself, was pitch fucking ass perfect,
100% of the cent, speaking of vocalists such as him and a slew
of others along my great lengthy pathway through STM!
Before
I do take us down to Forbidden Lane and Spellout Avenues of 1984 and
other times throughout STM-HS, ''PERMIT
ME'' UNCLE HEINZ GOTTWALD,
of 175 Peninsula Drive, in Babylon, New York, great mighty sir; to
finish the blog from yesterday, that I was going to do; but suddenly
became just too sleepy to continue, and brought things to a temporary
close. Some may wonder why my title was about contrasts, and I need
not be real long with this. But before I do get to it, I must insist
on saying this. I have gone from November of 2013 up to September
2015. Well, by your illusion I have. No one really goes anywhere,
ever, just as Ling-Eck Master Mister H. Klemp, puts it so well in one
of his discourses to new chela's,
you know, like the China-Monks refer to Mister Quy Chang Kane, on the
old Kung-Fu TV show, as ''Grasshopper''.
Bob
McDowell, Johnny Fucker Faster-1972, old school chum, and now ruler
of the Federal
Communications Commission,
or once ruler of the great powerful FCC,
since this is 6 September of 2015 and not 21 November of 2013;
do
you remember that time you kicked my ass in that arm wrestle, up near
the gate right on the highway there? It was late in another November,
only that one was called 1972. Underneath the areas just inside of
that gate, is something that controls why my entire life is all
screwed up, old buddy. But not just a cut and dried reason as I have
come to learn. Peeforey populations make that a whole lot more
complicated than just saying that something is happening, without
properly defining al of the necessary parameters. We can get into all
of this at later times, Mister James Maverick Loosetooth Rockford,
kind sir!!!! Yes I totally fucked up the last blog, and made a typo,
and James came out games, sorry about that, for those wondering, just
sayin' YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOVEMBER
21, 2013,
THURSDAY
MORNING AT 12:22,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 74 DEGREES FNHT.
Let
us bring us back to the future, Mister Fox, or at least the present,
or maybe said even better, 'WHATEVER-RAW'.
SEPTEMBER
6, 2015,
EARLY
SUNDAY EVENING AT 5:48,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 88 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY----(H-90/L-73).
HUMIDITY
IS 63%, FEELING LIKE 97.
A
really great place to shop, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank
you lovely Diana for not only coming right to me over there a few
months back, lovely baby-blond, but also for coming around back on
Friday. You were amazing, and I love you beyond any words,
teen-queen!!!!!!!!
2006-2015,
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
(BOM) BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN
©
MARK WAYNE MOHR
You
just go right on laughing at me. I know a
magic person from Long
Beach Island, who knows the biggest secret
of all, Patty Hollister; and
told me. You know,
that SHE'LL get me for this. Well,
she got me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW.
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YOU
MISSED ME, MISS BITCHONES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HA-HA-HA.
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