GUESS
THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 65
Three
things happened on Tuesday, yesterday, that I will tell you. First
off it is now early on a Wednesday morning on 20 January, 2016. It is
almost Jane Whoreshit waterwitchbitch time, ay nine past one. It is
44 degrees in Fort Pierce, Florida, USA, with a wind chill of 39
degrees, and we are in a real January Florida cold snap, where most
South Floridians are freezing their asses off, with or without any
help from either the great K-MART store chain, or any new fads in
America!
So
here are the three fuck ups for yesterday, done to me by
Type-3-Exploratrons of Milituforce-ops, quite fuckiGN cunt obviously,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
had an ant-invasion of larger than the usual mini-sized ants that
crawl around with regularity. I must have fucking killed hundreds of
them that I suddenly observed crawling around my three windows back
yesterday mother fuckiGN ass afternoon.
I
woke up a few hours before the ant-invasion feeling really mother
fucking shitty and rotten. As you know, my wonderful fucking doctors
from hell, readjusted my anti-anxiety dosage down even further this
year, after going from 4 milligrams daily down to one, and then
beyond knocked down to one half of one. I'll survive, but the recent
chemtrail assault is indeed illegally and quite covertly taking its
mother fucking toll on my fragile pathetic elderly already rotten
poor health, YO!
Then
just recently as yesterday was ending, and while watching L&O on
the TV, the VCR remote control was suddenly totally disabled. Earlier
last week I had a sound cut out on the TV audio again on one channel,
a very old enemy Milituforce T3E trick from fucking cunt hell. The
only way to repair it is to shut all machines involved in the attack
totally off. Then remove batteries and reinsert them. As usual, it
worked, and all is OK, until of course, they illegally violate my
mother fuckign civil right s again next time they wish to.
You
know when I first began watching L&O, it was well into this
century, even though the show began in early 1990, according to
earliest shows. I think the one that aired in the final showing today
on their marathon on Cable Channel WE-117 here on Fort Pierce Cable
Line-up on Comcast system, was the one they never wanted me to see.
Some of you may just remember and know, from something I said and
blogged perhaps two or there times in my ten year blog now, about how
after watching the show for several years after about oh-5 somewhere,
they no longer aired the ones with Stone & Robinnette, who were
the original peeps in the Prosecutor's Office, before the
replacements of Schiff and McCoy came on the show. I know I said that
it seemed more than weird how suddenly they did not air the
oldies-episodes, and this went on well until I came down here to
Florida. Hey, maybe it is just a cosmic weird coincidence, but it is
hard to buy the way certain events of my own life, so closely
parallel, even though back then, I had no clue about my own life in
many areas, as I was repressing so many dam ugly fuckiGN memories and
previous family hellishness. It may be directly true, and then it can
be a cosmic reality, or it can even be just done exploratronically by
ESS without anyone awake and conscious here in this universe, being
aware of any of it, other than for me of course. I'll say one thing
for that great TV-show and production. You don't get talent like that
any more. Things are rapidly going to hell, and peeps know no better.
How can you know you are in dog shit, if you never ever were out of
it. Kids today have clue-zero to what they missed back in time.
Pitiful pitiful pitiful, Mister Deedeekill Anderton, and Mister Adam
Schiff.
©
BLOGS OF MOUNTAINPEN 2006-2016
MARK
WAYNE MOHR
Are
you reading me at Blogger Dot Com? If not
folks,
you may always use the following link to take you to a location where
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Well
folks, no one can say that lovely things are not wonderful. Be it
nature of heavenly bodies of all types, or a simple sunset or
moonrise. Diana's lovely full moon was so gorgeous and terrific last
night. 'IWALU' my moon!!!!!
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Exactly
why Lightning Goddess Diana won't help me on this lower plane of
waking-hyperspace, I do not claim to know. Maybe she can't, or just
won't, and loves to play games such as GTNOTG.
Mother-Daughter-Electron
are really all the same one powerful awesome goddess, and I know that
she is real!!!!!!!! I have no answers for why this horrendous thing
has all happened to me, since I was a boy; and we
all know that
only
SHE UNDERSTANDS.
So with that said, and officially stated, by Blogger-Mountainpen; let
me merely add this, “SAY-LEVY”,
in or out of FRANCE,
or ATLANTIC
CITY,
and with or without war hero metals and techno tapes, in and out of
1980 years, and all other possibly conceivable coincidental events
and games of COSMOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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THE
HACKERS JUST CAUSED MY INTERNET EXPLORER TO STOP WORKING. THIS HACK
IS A NON STOP HACK, AND I HAVE LEARNED TO MOTHER FUCKING LIVE WITH
IT.
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