CHRIS,
ED, AND THE MILITUFORCE BLOGAUD
CHAPTER
35
I
AM UNDER A MAJOR SERIOUS FUCKING ASSAULT AND ATTACK; GOVERNOR
SCOTT, SHERIFF MASCARA, ATTORNEY
GENERAL STATE OF FLORIDA MIZZ BONDI, AND
ATTORNEY GENERAL FEDERAL MIZZ LYNCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AT
6:25, THIS DIRT SUCKING CUNT SNIFFING MORNING, I WAS AWAKENED;
A POOR PATHETIC VERY SICK OLD MAN; WITH A VERY
LOUD ILLEGAL SQUEALING THROUGH MY BATTERY BACK YP AT&T PHONE-BOX,
AGAIN, ACLU, FBI, LOCAL FORT PIERCE POLICE DEPARTMENT. MY
ILLEGALS ACROSS FROM ME, ARE BACK AGAIN, SLAMMING UNTIL THREE
IN THE MOTHER 'FUCKIGN' MORNING HERE, AT THIS PHA PARK TERRACE
SHITHOLE BUILDING. I AM BEING HIT WITH DEATH RAY DESTRUCT BEAM
PHYSICAL ATTACKS, THAT MAKE MY HEART SKIP AND FUCK UP; AND THE LIST
GOES ON AND ON AND ON; AND WE ALL KNOW WHY IT
STARTED ON THAT DAY IN JUNE; DON'T WE MAGIC
WORKER FUCKING ICPE-APE ROTTEN
COUSIN?????????
AND
HERE COMES ANOTHER MOTHER FUCKING FIRE ALARM, SHERIFF SIR, AT 11:19
ANTE' MERIDIAN, HERE AT THIS PHA HELL-HOLE SHIT DIPPING
FART-HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
told you Gina, that THE STOCK MARKET
WOULD RACE UP 1,000 ILLEGAL POINTS ON MY BACK
THIS WEEK, so watch this illegal bull run keep right on going
today, WEDNESDAY, and remember folks, that indeed, I
MOTHER FUCKING TOLD CHALLS, YO!!!!!!!
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What
to do, and where they may possibly go, REAL WORLD, WOW Mister
Shakespeare, what a question that would be, OR NOT BE, huh, YO???
DECEMBER
16, 2015,
LATE
FRIDAY NIGHT AT 11:25,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 80 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY-------(H-80/L-66).
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 71%, AND IT FEELS LIKE 84.
WIND
IS SSE AT 5, WITH A SMALL GUST TO 6.
TOTAL
RAIN TODAY IN CENTI-INCHES---0.
Ladder
15 just deactivated this nasty ass mother fucking fire-smoke alarm,
piercing at me, at 11:28 Ante' Meridian.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KMG out on emergency,
ladder one five, or time out, or show before CHIPS comes on the cable
channel. Good old municipal governments. Dave seemed to know what
everything stood for, but was clueless as a Haddonwood pool visitor
when it came to that shit that was put through my Moorestown
telephone, 'Munikay Munikay, break your codes off, Munikay code two'.
And you wonder why I sent down those wild
musical mother fuckiGN projects in 1988 and 1989, “The Epitome of
Harassment”??????? And you still wonder why since 2006, I
resurrected this fucking shit on the internet and on my blogs, called
the INTERNET-VERSION??????? Well think some more!!!!!!!!!!
ORIGINAL
TITLE MISSPELLINGS SHOWN HERE:
Well, while
the great one and only Walmart Store suddenly
sees things, along with my very mysterious daughter, and all
of her wild friends; I on the other hand suddenly
seemed to hear
a non-audible voice, that kept saying to me, while I was staring off
of the TV set, and onto my venetian blinds; “Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle”.
“Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah Kessle, Sarah Kessle” “Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle”!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh
yes, I
too have learned through these three decades of total fuckiGN hell,
kind FBI; to
do profiling, statistical analysis, and much more.
You
guys and gals ain't the only one who the good fucking Lord handed out
brains to, YO!!!!!!! My best to Agent
Steve Caruso,
of Austin, Texas, USA, BRO! Agent sir, you could help me if you
wanted to, as you and only you in that bureau, totally know I am
speaking the truth about being there in your home along with Ann and
Dawn King, and all of the horror. Why do you sit there unwilling to
come forward, and tell the law enforcement system that I was taught
in fucking school, was there to protect the rights of American
fucking citizens, and not be anywhere from cooperators to culpable
indirect participators, in the very destruction of those very civil
liberties that we citizens are supposed to have guaranteed to us
under the CONSTITUTION, of this great marvelous United States of
America, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
wonder what the cosmos fuckign cunt significance is to the number
20.5, other than the great lovely Adele and then Mizz Swift with that
other number-album musical project. You simply rearrange the
20.5
of those two “Epitome
of harassment” music projects,
remembering that zero is not a number, but a mathematical fill number
to make it all work, and until the zero concept was invented, math
and basic arithmetic never would work to perform operations, those
basic four that are behind all of it, you know, addition and
subtraction, and multiplication and division, not without that zero.
So that is why the zero is there, but it is not a number the way that
one through nine are numbers. So in that averaged 20 and 21 project
number on the Copyright Office web-site, of 20.5, let us take out
that non-number of zero, huh lovely Adele? Interesting though, is it
not, how all the great artist with numbers for title names, seems to
show a major cosmic symbolism to the epitome of harassment, long
before we had the mother fucking INTERNET-VERSION of it, called,
MORIANITY, YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!
MAGNESONIC:
Whoever
is persecuting me to death
on this CHRISTMAS
CHRISTLESS HELLIDAY 'FUCKIGN' HOLIDAY;
SCAN
AND DESTROY THEM,
AND THEIR ENTIRE FAMILIES, ON ALL GENERAL AND SPECIAL ORDERS, ALL
TECHNOLOGIES, ALL COMMANDS; AND
YOU ARE SET TO FULL MAXED OUT FUCKING POWER,
SO OBEY, OR ELSE BE TOTALLY DESTROYED YOURSELF. YOU ARE ON
A PUNISHMENT DESTRUCT 'I' TO 'D' A/B-TONE PHASING SEQUENCING SYSTEM.
YOUR
OLD STYLE AT&T TONES HAVE BEEN RESET TO THE COMPUTER TYPED FONT
OF ANY TYPE AND SIZE, OF THE ''LONG EEEEEEEEEEEEE-VOWEL SOUND'', AND
THE HIGHLIGHTED
BLUE
IS NOW THE FIRST
HIGH TONE,
WHILE THE HIGHLIGHTED
RED
IS NOW THE SECOND
LOW TONE.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEE
AND-------------S---T---O---P!!!!!!!!!!
Lots
of mother fuckiGN sorry ass folks;
will be whaling
and their teeth will be gnashing,
while they beg the poor man above, to dip a drop of fuckiGN water
onto their miserable tongues, in their endless torment, in mother
fuckiGN HELL!
END
TRANNY; SICK DISEASED OLD GRANNY!!!
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