WOW-WOW-WOW
IS IT MOTHER FUCKING HOT AND HUMID AND I COULD NOT DO ANY OF MY
ERRANDS THIS WEEK, I TRIED, IT TOOK ALL I HAD TO DRIVE THREE BLOCKS
TO PAY MY RENT AND MAIL MY COMCAST CABLE BILL OFF, AND GET BACK HOME
AND DIE IN FRONT OF AN AC UNIT. I FEEL VERY BAD AND PLAN ON DYING
VERY SOON, YAY YAY YAY YAY, ALL FUCKING OVER FOREVER AND EVER. YEAH
SURE, RIGHT; DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT BETTING ON THAT ONE, MOUNTAINPEN
SHITHEAD ASSHOLE!!!!
MY
INSIDES FEEL AS IF A TRUCK HAS CRUSHED ME, I FEEL 140 YEARS AND EIGHT
MONTHS OLD. LIFE TOTALLY SUCKS. I WAS AWAKENED BY A NASTY ASS FIRE
ALARM, SENDING ME RUNNING FOR A PAIR OF FUCKING CUNT EAR PLUGS EARLY
THIS MORNING AFTER JUST GETTING TO SLEEP, IT HAPPENED AROUND THE
FIRST HOUR OF THE DOW JONES TRADING SESSION SOMEWHERE AND AM
EXPECTING TO SEE THIS EVENT REFLECTED VIA APE-ICPE-TEXK FROM THE
PAWM-PIE-ETTOS MILITUFAWCES OF MISTER HALL LATER, WHEN I CHECK THE
MARKET LATER ON AFTER IT CLOSES IN 49 MORE MINUTES.
AT
LEASTY THE WILD VIVID NIGHTMARES OR MAJOR HEAVIER THAN NORMAL THREE
DAY EXPLORATRONIC SHIT STOPPED A WHILE BACK, I HAD TO ENDURE THREE
NIGHTS STRAIGHT OF ALMOST A 1970 THAT FAMILY VENTNOR, NEW JERSEY
HELL, ALL OVER AGAIN, ONLY IT WAS NOT IN A SERIAL DREAMING THE WAY
THAT WAS BACK IN FUCKING TIME, LIVING ALL ALONE AT AGE 15, ILLEGALLY
ACTUALLY; OVER AT CHILD MOLESTER THOMAS J. REALE'S HOME THAT HE SOLD
AROUND A QUARTER CENTURY LATER GIVE OR TAKE, TO SARAH CALLIO MARTINO
MCGETTIGANS ENRON WATER COMPANY OF ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY, OR THE
ATLANTIC CITY MUNICIPAL UTILITIES AUTHORITY.
HOLY SWEATING SKUNK WEEDS
OF THE FONDA FOREST
OF TOTAL SLEAZE;
IS ANY OF THIS EVEN A CHANCE IN A
TOTAL FUCKING MILLION, JUST SOME
WILD AND WEIRD COINCIDENCE, MISTER YOGI BERRA, AND FINEST DETECTIVES
OF NEW YORK CITY, AMERICA'S FINEST, AS I NOW ASK YOU THIS IN TRUTH,
ON YOUR HONOR AS SWORN TO PROTECT AND SERVE OFFICERS OF THE LAW OF
THIS LAND???????
MORIANITY
FOR MILLENNIUM-3
CHAPTER
010
ESS
IN THE SECOND DECADE BLOG
AUGUST
6, 2014,
WEDNESDAY
AFTERNOON AT 3:20,
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE, 89 DEGREES FNHT.
HUMIDITY
IS 60%, IT FEELS 102 DEGREES FOLKS!
Lots
of major fucking mouse and computer
hacking is happening to me, Federal
Communications Commission, old pal and
sir; BOBBY MCDOWELL from 1972 at COOLEY-WORMHOLE
HALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I sure could use me' ol' back covered
maitees, Bob and lovely AG Blondie!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you very much.
My pal Mikey says, “She looks like a lawyer”. Hell, I just think
she looks like a fantastic beautiful woman!
The
doctor says I am in good health, but what is being done to me
physically does not seem to ever show up on physical world medical
tests and charts, gee, I wonder fucking why, world and Hyundai
Corporation of the 2006 DUH-CLUB? This is all part of 1983-1984 and
even where things began before that with Joann Marnie, Jim
McKnighten, and that other others from the Warwick Club, the
OTHER WARWICK CLUB, Rockfish Maverick. Say hi to Diana for me,
my friend, we can get back to other things later on, always! Well to
quote the Holy Hot Hurling Hiccups of the great 1971 Michael McNulty,
“AHA-AHA-AHA-AHA”. Am I talking about the nineteen seventies
enough, or 'too much', lovely daut?
There
are so many things to tell, but I have had some shit come up, make
that a whole lot of excrement, kind lads and lassies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How anyone can live when it feels three digit temperature for months
and months, and call FLORIDA a mother fucking PARADISE, eludes my
limited brain power, a zillion fucking times over, good
peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But you wana hear how KEYBOARDS FROM PETAHELL
drove me totally insane in late 1980, and if you are in too big of a
hurry to wait for me later on when it ever cools down just a tad bit,
then talk to
my wild fuckiGN super cuzz, you know, the mysterious and wonderful
DONALD, or his friends the
wooooooooooolves, and other entertainment world owners and lovers of
the most fucking demonic twisted industry in the
history of humankind, without even any contest whatsoever. Well, it
is sign off time. I am way to sick and hot, and fucked up to blog by
the heat of day any more, so maybe I will come back and talk about
the great invention of 1980 and how it wiped me out, or led to my
fucking 400 foot wave wipe out, JEEEEEEEZ FONTY & TWINBAY! Oh
the gods, something super huge is right around the corner, I know it
because I already fucking saw it go down all over hyperspace!!!!!!!!
WHERE
HAS 1967 DISSAPPEARED TO, LESTER KAITER???? This is going to be a
real mother fucking nasty ass BOTBAR TIMES CUNT LAPPING X
DAY FOR ME, Louise Hendershodt.
Jupiter,
Florida, welcomes you to Morianity; Courtesy of Channel 12-TV.
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW:
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