The Continuation of "The Epitome of Harassment": CHAPTER 82, GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS

GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 82

I think that THE WEATHER BUG is a very wonderful and amazing computer application. WEEEEEEEEEEE!

I was just given a major mother fucking computer black hat hack while attempting to merely post up the local weather. No one seems willing to come forward and ever help me to get these mother fuckiGN nightmare Milituforce enemies off of my goddess dam fucking miserable rotten back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JANUARY 28, 2016,

THURSDAY EVENING AT 5:36,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE IS 68 DEGREES FNHT.

RANGE TODAY-------(H-71/L-64).

RELATIVE HUMIDITY IS 100%, AND WIND CHILL IS 67.

WIND IS SW AT 7, WITH GUSTS TO 23.

TOTAL RAIN TODAY IN CENTI-INCHES--61.

Now, the rest of all of Morianity, is the attempt by me, Mountainpen, to connect the greatest and most incredible dots in all of human history, so may the heavens pity me if I am wrong? I hope my mouth works a little better than poor Tommy's, Mister ADA PHASE-4-Jack McCoy.

COPYRIGHT MARK WAYNE MOHR 2012, REWRITE FROM 1983 ALSO COPYRIGHTED UNDER TITLE THEN, “GIRL, I'LL TELL YOU ANYTHING”, NOW UNDER REWRITE TITLE OF

***“YOU'LL BE CROSSING OVER”***

Yes people, this will be a very interesting next few days.

FOLKS, I TOLD YOU ALL OF THIS BACK IN SEPTEMBER OF 2012. DID I NOT, YO????????

I am the Chosen Cursed HUNTINGTON, and the chosen cursed Huntington never is recognized no matter if I should jump up in the air and fly around like Jenny Johnson and even toss a shark through a high rise condo window. This was all eluded to in my great book from 1994 as I must slap my own back as no one else fucking will, yes, “THE PERMISSION BARRIER”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Don't you dare fucking mock me; Mister McNulty!!!

OH MY WONDERFUL ARM BREAKER GINA, I am here to tell you that I need to remind peeps that this PARALLEL EVENT THAT HAS DESTROYED MY ENTIRE LIFE, A CRIME THAT WILL MOTHER FUCKING GO UNPUNISHED FOREVER IN THIS CRUEL CUNT EATING MONSTER ASS COSMOS; needs for me to remind the world, OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER, AND SO I WILL DO JUST THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Last night folks; I was in another one of my recurring dreams, to use mortal lingo. Let me elucidate, elaborate, and cry on your shoulders for just a seck; great peeps. And now here at nearly the end of the third quarter of this twenty-eighth day in January, it seems every single night or just about, I am in some really awful and fucking ass terrifying major monster ''nightmares''. No peace for me right now, anywhere in the entire multiverse. Hey, I probably have some fantastic ass lives somewhere in hyperspace, but MIND is not permitting me any access to this, not here while awake, and not in other parallels of reality, while asleep. I was up in dam Jersey just earlier today not far from Atlantic City, and was in Atlantic City at a roulette table, in some very bizarre outlandish wild parallel universe Atlantic City. I never ever saw a casino quite like this one. To say it was a wild experience wouldn't even put a small fucking dent into the truth of the matter, friends and fiends out here, YO!!!!!!!!! This total asshole was with me, and we were both in Atlantic City, as well as also back in the Hammonton-hangin' around-neck of the great meteorologist Al Roker's famous woods, area. How I'll always love that super cool dude; you go AL!!!!!!!!! But with or without any town forest fires, Jason Forrest, disco divas, pop divas, pop king break dance moves, other garage moves, radio stations of Jersey both online and on air, such as WFMU and WAYV; this total moron that I was with was no one that I know from this world, yet good old towel-seepage exists as this person is sort of a combination of several total fucking assholes who I do know from right here in the waking world. This dude was causing me a lot of major grief. A lot of it is not really too safe for me to be blogging details about. I therefore won't be doing it, at least not for right now.

I don't need to be getting into lots of GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS as well as EXPLORATRONIC SUPERMIND SOCIETY stuff on this blog. As I type now at 5:58, a FIRE ALARM IS SOUNDING HERE AT PARK TERRACE PHA BUILDING, here in Fort Pierce, Florida. Ladder 15 will be responding soon, most likely!!!

END TRANSMISSION.

The Continuation of "The Epitome of Harassment"

Thursday, January 28, 2016

CHAPTER 82, GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS

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