RED ALERT---RED ALERT---RED
ALERT---RED ALERT
RED ALERT---RED ALERT---RED
ALERT---RED ALERT
DOORS AND FIRE ALARMS AND ALL SORTS OF SHIT IS GOING
DOWN TODAY, MIZZ BONDI. I AM BEING PERSECUTED BIG TIME. IT BEGAN
EARLY ON THIS FOOD FUCKING DAY FRIDAY, AND JUST NOW THE ALARM WENT
OFF WHEN I WAS TRYING TO RELAX AND TAKE A SHORT NAP AT FIVE SHY OF
TWO ON THIS ROTTEN ASS FUCKING AFTERNOON. THEN THE SECOND I BEGAN TO
BLOG, IT SHUT OFF. NONE OF THIS AROUND ME IS REAL, I AM IN HELL AND I
KNOW IT. MY DOCTOR FUCKED ME, BOTH OF THOSE FUCKING QUACKS AND I AM
REPORTING IT MONDAY TO MY INSURANCE AND FILINGA GRIEVENCE AND THEN
HEADING UP TO FUCKING CUNT LAPPING JACKSONVILLE TO GET HELP FOR MY
WEIRD FUCKING THYROID CONDITION FROM JUNE 4, 1983 THAT STRUCK ME DOWN
AT 10:30 AT NIGHT, HANDKERCHIEF ANGELIQUE LARA SHADOWS DARK
PARKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOVEMBER
14, 2014,
FRIDAY
AFTERNOON AT 2:04
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA,
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 76 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
SO FAR TODAY, (H-78/L-58)
HUMIDITY
IS 70%, FEELING 78 DEGREES.
I
WOKE UP HOT AND SWEATY. Then I begin to speak to lightning through my
phone, and was assaulted with a quick fire alarm that deactivated al
by itself. They won't stop fucking with me and persecuting me, and
you are just going to sit there and watch me fuckiGN die, aren't you
Mizz Attorney General PAM BONDI?????????????
CHAPTER
015, 'MARK WAYNE MOHR'S FINAL DYING WORDS'
Tell
me if you too did not recognize the assault on my life by these
vicious filthy enemies from hell itself,
literally triple pummel me, the second that I asked you on a blog, 10
days or so back now; if you had any of my music, and would send it
to me via computer. More
than the music, I need you to witness it,
let me anonymously print out a comment or an e-mail on this one
occasion, that is, if you see what I see and agree with me. Now if
you don't, that's fine. YEAH,
REAL MOTHER FUCKING FINE, AND THANX!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!
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