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SEPTEMBER, 2015, WEDNESDAY, 11:44 P.M.
CHAPTER
078,
HELL
IS FIXED IN
STONE AND
FIRE
Good
hot gravy, ex-partner PP, why don't we open up a cause called Planned
Parenthood 2? Now don't anyone make more out of that little squib
than mere simple humor, YO!
Mister
Marcucci and all of the great Cooley Hall gang of th elate sixties,
like freaking WOW!
My
asshole nabe across from me was really bing bong banging away this
afternoon and again early in the evening, but nothing too terribly
bad. Also the last half hour of trading 'on the street', Richard
Cardplayer Barfkarpf of Cherry Hill-86, I had some bullshit freeze
ups on cable-TV, but that is par for the course most days. I forgot
to mention that Diana was around back on Tuesday afternoon, again,
with lovely beautiful lightning all over the place. I think I saw one
distant flash around dark tonight, off to the northwest. AHA-AHA-AHA,
Mike McNulty.
The
market went way up on Tuesday, Monday was Labor Day with no trading;
and then it was down today, Wednesday. This mother fucking thing
can't make up its god dam mind.
Which
one? Give me a break, YO!
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There
are so many mother fucking things to discuss, and I am way too dam
sleepy now to begin to say BOO, in or out of 2010.
JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ-LOUISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There's
a new kid in town, I don't want to hear it, there's a new kid in
town, I don't want to hear it. Not in 1978, not in 2015, not on WAYV,
not on WFMU, and not in the great King Residence either, YO peeps!
I
also don't mother fuckiGN want to hear jerk off dirt ball
Morty-Mortino the Death Angel on my left side, at two minutes past
dam ass midnight!
Just
what did I ever do to any of these slobs, kind Sheriff sir, that I
deserve all of this 1981 Pandora's Box Treatment, fully opened with
all River-Snakes of Krassleville spewing out all over the place, and
not racing up Mister Krassle's escalator of life???????? Pay the
cable TV their rightful share, all you music celebs;
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIT.
OH
GEEEEE-WILIGARS;
the mighty Doctor
Harold Camping said it all;
OH MY. You and I don't fool the Almighty Lordess Jehovah Stacey
Krassle with our cute clever non swearing lingo. Darn means dam, heck
means hell, gash and golly are GOD, Jeese and gee and gee wiz and gee
willagars is all JESUS, Shoot and shucks is shit, fudge and freak and
fook, and a dozen others, are all FUCK, and so forth. What; you
seriously think that you are outsmarting Almighty GODDESS Jehovah?
Let me go YUK-YUK-YUK, anda dozen or so “Oh MY'S”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2006-2015,
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
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THIS
IS A PHONY DUPLICATION, AND BECAUSE THAT LADY STOLE MY COPYRIGHT
FORM, I CANNOT EVEN PRINT UP THE PAULA KING REGISTRATION
NUMBER!!!!!!!!!
THE
TERRORIST GIRL, WAS THE HYPERSPACE DARK SHADOWS PARALLEL WORLD
CLEANING LADY!
END
TRANSMISSION.
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