GUESS
THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 105
This
mother fucking cunt lapping SATAN won't leave me cunt chewing alone.
I tried to use this word office system, and I was frozen up, and
mother fucking hacked, right around JANE MONSTER SHIT SLUT WITCH
BITCH NOTFONDAUATALL TIME!!!!!! It is now 1:21 Ante' Meridian on 12
February, 2016, on an early cold mother fucking Friday morning, YO!!!
When will these mother fuckiGN demon dirty bags ever leave me cock
sucking alone, Bob McDowell, Federal Communications Commission, my
old buddy from mother fucking non-faster-joker 100 miles per hour
Cooley-Wormhole-Hall, in Haddonfield, New Jersey, USA,
ESMWG?????????????????? Hey if they keep it up, I'll keep getting
Magnesonic to mother fuckiGN counterstrike them, YO YO YO MY
BRAHH!!!!
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I
can always mother fucking count on that dam witchBITCH Jane Fonda to
fuck me really dam 'GOUUUUUUUUUUD', to quote Helen Zebriski from
1999; huh old pal SIR-PRINCE!!!!!!!!!!!!
So
have I really died and gone to hell, and if so, did it happen on
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Folks,
nothing makes any cunt chewing sense anymore. Things are every bit as
mother fucking wacky as they were when Patricia Hollister and her pal
Santa Claus were over at my place at Dellway Arms Apartments on
Oakland Avenue in Oaklyn, New Jersey, on March 1, 1975. It may have
been eight months since Merry was bad and being punished and couldn't
go transdimensional tricky-teet-teeting, and four months before James
Tiberius Burr came over and rescued me from that horrific Halloween
party from hell over at the nightmare fuckign place they were moving
my mom and I too at the Linden hill Apartments in Lindenwold, but
either way, Ron Wirtz, ADA 1990, do you remember how the day you left
for Scotland Yard in England, on January 10, 1990, kind sir; how
Dizzy Dee and Mountain-Man were flying over me in an airplane over at
mother fucking 1102 Robin Hill apartments? Could this have been time
traveler rapper Deezy on the great and awesome YOUTUBE? Well, in any
event kind sir; who really gives a fucking hunk of stenchy cow shit?
Even with all of the great philosophical bullshit of William
Shakespeare and a lot more, what really is going on, an dam I really
in HELL, Mister President (CARTER) kind friend??????????
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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???
So
listen up tater-face; I
could tell Paula King and all of her god dam miserable powerful
Atlantic City friends,
just where they can all go; but what difference would it make, when
they are all alive, and I am mother fuckiGN dead and in eternal
nightmare cunt eating hell????????????????????
Beautiful
cold Alaska. 'Like
W---O---W', to quote the younger generation!
There
is a whole lot more to this story of my weekend, and the movie, “THE
RING”,
as
far as just what I have told you all so far, regarding re-remembering
that my mail box at my Atco home, in 1983, was not damaged in the way
that I forced myself to think. But this is just in three dimensions.
What if we Rubik Cube this thing into five dimensions of the
multiverse, and use all phases of reality? Now, we no longer need
word puzzle games to kill the spare time in our lives, or even a
bunch of Colombo type detective and sleuth movies from the great
Hollywood. Life
itself IS A HUGE GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That
night, watching those Star Trek shows, while living at 112
Harvard Avenue, Somerdale, New Jersey, USA, Earth, Sol, Milky Way
Galaxy, in 1996, in the autumn on the 30th
Anniversary of their TELEVISION SHOW PRODUCTION LAUNCH;
memories flooded in that I could not handle, leading to the wild
dreams the following year of the Publishing Clearinghouse's PCN-231
PRIZE-PATROL truck
with that co-ed named K. J. McAllister, who won that January of 1997;
and then the wild song that led to the 2012 production and 2013
Copyright of ''Wanna' Spend My Time'', the fence at Eden's great
garden, and a lot more. This is when I was looking nearby the
television set, little as it may have been mizz Britney Lavino, and
Mister Stanley Crooked Bernstein; and as that great voted-number-1
episode of STAR TREK was airing, suddenly a voice kept saying while I
was staring off of the TV set and onto my venetian blinds, “Sarah
Kessle, Sarah Kessle”. All of these things are on my earlier
parts of this now freaking ass ten year blog project that we all know
as 'MORIANITY', YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Later on, we can get to how the
venetian blinds, the episode on the show
called, ''THE TROUBLE WITH TRIBBLES'',
and a bit more, all brought me parsecs ahead of where I would have
been ''spiritually'', if these events were not all LAWTRONICALLY
PROGRAMMED to happen, and so, they did, Mister Pharaoh of all
babbling's, on and on and on; AKA Babylon,
for shorter and abridged sayings, and codings, of all wild strange
rhyming rhythms, in all parallel universes everywhere in the
multiversal hyperspace, AKA the fifth dimension, Mizz Marilyn McCoo,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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