GUESS
THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, CHAPTER 110
Well,
things are going to be said, kind folks. I must fight until I wake up
dead and unable to move a muscle. Sheriff Mascara sir, you know
perfectly well as did ADA Ron Wirtz Senior up in Jersey, that I am
not making up my story from HELL. It is all 100% totally real.
Pretending things are not happening around me in an exact manner for
three or more solid decades, is a fools game, and I am not going to
play a fool for anybody, Sheriff K. J. M. sir.
After
I posted up my prior blog during the Monday HOLIDAY-HELLIDAY ASSAULT
ON ME, I turned my cable box on and things slowly began to work
again, and about half an hour later or so, I turned on the CBS local
afternoon news on the CHANNEL-12 station, and the news was all over
that COMCAST had been hacked, and the exact problem I was having was
being aired, right down to the inability to get through to them on
any of their phone numbers and lines. I deplore and detest hackers,
and if I were the president of this country, hacking would most
definitely be PUNISHABLE WITH DEATH BY SLOW TORTURE; and I am dead
stinking serious, lads and lassies!!!
FEBRUARY
16, 2016,
TUESDAY
MORNING AT 1:32,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE IS 70 DEGREES FNHT.
PREDICTED
HIGH TODAY IS 82 DEGREES.
RELATIVE
HUMIDITY IS 90%, AND FEELING 69 .
WIND
IS S AT 16, WITH GUSTING TO 23.
TOTAL
RAIN TODAY IN CENTI-INCHES---0
It
rained yesterday in the late afternoon. I was struck hard and yes, it
looks like I'll be putting up with week #5 straight, without let up
from this really severe major late term THANX-2-GIVENS
DEATH SIEGE
on me! What do you want me to god dam say, people? It is just
perfectly fine in this lovely nation, to have your entire life
covertly and stealthfully destroyed and ruined, leaving a person with
zero recourse or options whatsoever.
Donald
and Paula, PERRRR-fect together, huh Mister Kean sir? Nobody knows my
story in all five dimensions, and for that matter, nobody cares.
First I can just go and say, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Then I can also
add in: To
this I will give you my little personal opinion, to which I too am
totally entitled to, Mizz Mashell RPL Daniels of 1980, and that is
“BULLSHIT
ON ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
People
amaze me more by the day, and the millennium!
Sheriff
Mascara kind sir, I have nothing to prove to anyone, including you.
Soon, you will have a very big mess on your hands, MY MURDER. I
actually feel a lot sorrier for you than I do for me, you see, I will
be god dam dead. I can't be hurt any more after that!!! That (`~HACK)
is really back on a major vengeance, old pal Bob FCC Dowell, from
Cooley-Wormhole Hall.
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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???
You
don't want to even get me started on stuff I will be telling as the
days move along. You are all in for the shock of your miserable
lives, YO! IPYT.
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My
dad and I will be operating the Island Universe Diners of Akoslem;
out in the purgatory, now; great people!!! Screw Spanish Treasure
Galleons and all secret museums, and secrets of them, huh Mister
Weiler Senior?
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Sarah
Krassle
Owns
And
Rules This
Planet
Sarah
Krassle
Owns
And
Rules This
Planet
Sarah
Krassle
Owns
And
Rules This
Planet
Sarah
Krassle
Owns
And
Rules This
Planet
Sarah
Krassle
Owns
And
Rules This
Planet
Sarah
Krassle
Owns
And
Rules This
Planet
Sarah
Krassle
Owns
And
Rules This
Planet
Sarah
Krassle
Owns
And
Rules This
Planet
Sarah
Krassle
Owns
And
Rules This
Planet
So
why did the Milituforce attack me big time with Monday morning's
assault if there was no trading on the dam stock market; you
wonder? Hey, they love to pick on me on HELLIDAY-HOLIDAYS
also, so read the last dam decade of MOUNTAINPEN'S BLOGS, YO YO YO
YO YO!!!
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know that you tried to come to me yesterday, Lightning, my endless
love. Our love is like a flower, baby-blond; it only can grow!!!
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What
is way more important is just why are we all here on Planet Earth and
just what does she really want with all of us? When I say that I may
very well be the only one who knows these things, you all laugh and
scoff and mock me. This is a world of the Too-Late-Club, and this is
truly a disease people of this world have for which there is no cure!
Her great game, GUESS THE NAME OF THE GUESTS, is not so much along
the impossible to figure out lines on the graphs. The guests are the
dreamers, we while we sleep and dream and cross into other parallels,
as well as others from the parallels who come here to our world when
they go off to sleep and dream. But the game is silly unless it is
doable. To try and figure out the entire thing would be more than
calassel and gigantic and absurd all put together. It would only
begin to take on some real true meaning and significance if this
meant trying to learn and figure out who in the entire fifth
dimension is traveling as a guest or TYPE-3-EXPLORATRON. Real dream
travelers (T3E) as opposed to regular folks merely having dreams
while sleeping is like white and black, hot and cold, life and death,
right and wrong, and a lot more. On Pearl Harbor Day in 1996
(December 7, 1996), I was on Tennessee Avenue in Atlantic City, New
Jersey, USA, and Sarah said to me that we were going to play this
game, GTNOTG. Moses and Jonah and all of them learned a long time
ago, arguing with Jehovah when she makes up her mind about something,
is quintessential ludicrous behavior on the part of humanity. I fully
and wholeheartedly concur with that belief, based on absolute
personal life and eternal experience with PINK-GODDESS-SSJKK!!!!!
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So
who is Sarah
Krassle?
She
is the absolute GOD OF YOUR WORLD, and mine;
ladies and gentlemen.
Lenny
McKinnon said it, and I do not believe he said it live on that
CB-RADIO as handle ops man 601, but had it recorded from 1980, the
only year that I ever interacted with him, and this I'll quote,
“There ain't no doubt about it”. He supposedly was talking to his
co-radio friend, Miss Chillie. Yes, you got it people; the great and
powerful non-OZ Copyright Office has all of this evidence tucked away
in my music project files, UP THERE in good old wonderful WASHINGTON
in the great and powerful DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA. Oh Poolroy, go
home
already.
What
the fuck are you laughing at, YO?
My
life ain't one bit fucking funny, dude, and that's just realty
son!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hay,
I didn't fuckiGN say you have to go all crybaby over it either,
YO!!!!
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