I HATE COMPUTER HACKERS,
CHAPTER 012, AMP
THIS
IS THE AFTER-MORIANITY
PROJECT.
Well,
kick up your heels and run, buddy. I have been doing this very same
thing for sixty mother fucking years, and ahead of me as I come in
after a long nasty ass race, is the starting line. So what happened
to the fucking finishing line, people? Well, when I get that figured
totally out, maybe I will be GODDESS ALMIGHTY Sarah-Stacey Jehovah
Krassle. As of right this second, I am just pure city non-studio
DOGSHIT ALL-CURSED! Maybe it's time to fucking just cool me' ol'
heels, McGuire, and go fishing. Don't tag along, BRAH!
Chapter
012 is really chapter 011 A&B. It is this chapter and the last
one, combined, but it did not post up as two separate blogs, so think
of them both as chapter eleven/twelve, and the next blog will be
chapter thirteen. Their dirt bag DOW DARREL BRADLEES JONES STOCK
MARKET FLIES UP EVERY SINGLE DAY, JUST LIKE I PROMISED ALL OF YOU
DOUBTERS who refuse to see me as the prophet of nothing, and
EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
TOLD YOU GIANT LOVELY GINA. I TOLD YOU EVERYONE ELSE. BUT IF YOU WANT
TO KEEP DOUBTING ME' OL' WORDS OF TRUTH AND WISDOM, THEN GO RIGHT
AHEAD, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
UP-UP-UP-UP,
I TOLD YOU GINA!!!!
TOLD
YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU, TOLD YOU!!!!
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHA,
AHA AHA AHA AHA, MISTER MIKE 1971 MCNULTY; WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
I
KNEW WHEN THEY WERE POURING IT ON TODAY, THAT I WAS GETTNG HAMMERED
BY A BULL ON MOTHER FUCKING WALL STREET, JUST LIKE OVER THE FUCKING
CUNT WEEKEND, GOOD FOLKS. I HAVE GONE THROUGH THIS MISERABLE
ICPE-APE-PARALLEL-EVENT NIGHTMARE FUCKING CRAP SINCE
AUGUST 15, 1986, SO I THINK I KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT AFTER ALL
THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME AND HELLISH PERSECUTION!
NO
MATTER WHAT ELSE IS REAL OR UNREAL, WITHOUT ONE REALITY, NONE OF THIS
SHIT COULD BE GOING ON ALL OF THIS MOTHER FUCKING TIME, PEOPLE, YO!
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
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EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS
EXPLORATRONS,
and more friggin' EXPLORATRONS!!!!!!!!!!!
Of
course, speaking of ICPE-APE TECHNOLOGY good viewers, even
exploratrons need tools, such as the PAWM-PIE-ETTOS, ICPE-APE, and
many more black stealthy super ass covert bullshit that we need not
touch on with this whittle bwog, Elmer Fwudd.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
I
WENT OUT TO THE WALMART, AFTER FIRST STOPPING AT THE
WALGREENS,
AT THE CORNER OF H&H, & ORANGE AVENUE & 25TH STREET. THEY
DON'T SELL FANS OUT OF SEASON. WOW, SEASON,
IT WAS 81 FUCKIGN DEGREES TODAY AND WE HAVE NO WINTER HERE, AT LEAST
NOT THE RATIONALE THAT GOES WITH THE WORD I GREW UP WITH “WINTER”.
OUT OF SEASON, SHEEEEEEIT, I COULD SEE SOMEONE UP IN JERSEY TELLING
ME THAT. BUT WALMART HAD FANS, SO I WAS ABLE TO GET A NICE LASKO WIND
MACHINE, FOR 30 BUCKS. I ALSO TREATED MYSELF TO SOME SHIT FOR MY 60TH
BIRTHDAY THAT I HAVE BEEN WANTING. FUCK IT, YOU ONLY LIVE FUCKING
ONCE. SHIT, MORE HORSE FUCKING CRAP. YOU LIVE ONCE AS THE INDIVIDUAL
YOU ARE DREAMING THAT YOU ARE, THEN FOR DOING THAT, MAGIC WHEELS SPIN
AROUND, AND WE WON'T GO ANY FURTHER WITH THAT. BEFORE I LEFT, I
POSTED AN EARLIER BLOG TODAY. THE NUCLEAR PLANT IN PORT SAINT LUCIE
CONDUCTED ANOTHER TEST. THEY USED TO DO THIS EVERY 90 DAYS, BUT TO
ANNOY ME, THEY MUST HAVE CHANGED IT TO 30 DAYS, AS IT WAS 30 DAYS AGO
WHEN THIS TEST WAS DONE. I SAY, BLOW 'FUCKIGN' UP. WHO FUCKING
CARES???????????????? IT WOULD ALL BE FUCKING OVER,
YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When
I came out of the Walmart this afternoon, military helicopters were
just beyond me to my east as I walked out of the store and towards my
parked fucking vehicle. This heavy aerial siege brings lots of pussy
command. For a 60 year old fat ugly dude, I sure had a lot of that
today while outside. I could not believe how much action I got. They
know, as everything everywhere is under continual mother fucking
surveillance, dudes and duddesses!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good-Bye
Jane Whore. I just blocked my computer screen with a new sticky paper
slice from a new pad. It won't fall off again. Why people do horrible
things to me, world, is anyone's fucking guess. I just fucking call
it the HUNTINGTON HELL CURSE. You can laugh at me until mother
fucking doomsday for all I give a dam ass shit,
BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DECEMBER
4, 2014,
THURSDAY
EVENING AT 7:14
HERE
IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA
CURRENT
TEMPERATURE 72 DEGREES FNHT.
RANGE
TODAY SO FAR IS (H-81/L-71).
HUMIDITY
IS 79%, FEELING 76.
Yes,
all this persecution over days and days, and the PUSSY COMMAND that I
get as an end result is supernatural. I am 60 fucking years old. Why
are women half my age flirting with me when things are like this, all
over the place, why? Well lots of dudes tell me, “Mark, don't argue
with it, go with it”. Well, I will!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bank on it, YO.
© MARK WAYNE MOHR 2006-2014, BOM.
BLOGS
OF MOUNTAINPEN, ALL RIGHTS
RESERVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Every
mother fuckiGN thing that can go wrong,has gone wrong, since I
started working on that rotten stinking music project in 2012, the
remake song from 1983 that I did while at 134 Norris Avenue in Atco,
New Jersey, Angelique Handkerchief Wilson Choke! If I could go back
and not do it, W—O—W would I be in pretty fucking good shape.
Well, taking Twinbay's lovely attitude of upbeat measures; I suppose
today was within some kind of a tolerable limit, after coming out of
wild interactions with wild people; some I know and some I don't
know, huh most prized possession, Mizz Carolyn Dark Shadows
Stoddard??????????????????? She was telling Adam how dreams work and
what they are. He was the built Frankenstein monster of the hit
serial television soap show of the macabre.
Spell Checker of Microsoft fucked it up and wrote some other stupid
word the last time that I printed that word, that is underlined
above. Yes Twinbay, I am trying. Gimme' a break lovely girl,
JEEEEEEEEEEEEZ!
Yes,
I love
all
of
my
colored
shiny
moons,
at
the great and powerful ES Charter School of PSL, FL, USA,
ESMWG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They are on other blogs. So is the photo
of Leprechaun's Jupiter Inlet, here in hot sunny 'lovely' Florida
Flowers, Mister Berrios Flash. If no one sees what is happening
around me, then you are all blinder than a pile of smelly dog crap at
C-SQ! I have nothing to prove to anyone. A child knows my story is
real. They just don't want to give me any dam ass fucking
props!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Billy
'PIP'
Mummy, no cornfields, no JITB, pweeeze.
SAFE
JOURNAL CHAPTER 089
PRIOR
JOURNAL ERROR, WAS 088, NOT 087
the
millionth-council and me
the
epitome of harassment, internet version
additional
blog subtitle:
“MAJOR
FUCKING CHEMTRAIL SIEGE,
CAUSING
MAJOR HEALTH ATTACK TODAY,
BY
THE MILITUFORCE SCUMBAGS OF,
THE
MILLIONTH-COUNCIL AND WOMO, YO”:
WORLD
LABORATORIES OF 2293,
SEND-BACK-TEXT-DATE-AND-TIME-FILE:
030711.599.555555555555555555555----(MARCH
7, 2011)
BEGINNING
OF THIS TWANSMISSION, ELMER FWUDD:
Work
was not that bad for me today, a very rare occasion, so what did the
diseased mother trucking WOMO scum bag dirt balls do? A SUPER
CHEMTRAIL ATTACK IS ALL OVER THE EASTERN PART OF FORT PIERCE,
FLORIDA, for anyone out here to GOOGLE UP AN EARTH MAP AND SEE FOR
THEMSELVES, YO!!
I
was wondering why my fucking heart was doing arrhythmia's, and I was
feeling fucked up. When I clocked out for the day, I had my mother
fucking answerer BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Go to the U-TUBE and type in
CHEMTRAIL, millions of FUCKING VIDEOS ARE ALL OVER THE PLACE ABOUT
HOW THIS SCUM IS INJURING PEEPS LIKE ME BEING SINGLED OUT AND FUCKING
PICKED ON, YO!!!!!!!! Sites by the millions are literally scattered
all over the internet now, and it all started after I phoned up the
local fucking cops in a place called Mount Laurel, NJUSAESMWG, late
in the year of 1987.
If
I die and am found dead, I WAS MURDERED BY THIS WICKED FUCKING EVIL
UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT, AND THEIR EVIL COVERT BASTARD MILITARY
SYSTEM. This is a dying official utterance, a legal man's dying
declaration, and all the pussies who post, and don't then take the
action to blog about it, and post dying and illness declarations,
will serve no real purpose in fighting these diseased mother fuckers.
I knew when I was thrown off of the FBI website last night for no
good reason, that they would attack me the next day, AND SURE FUCKING
ENOUGH, THEY FUCKING DID, YO!!!!!!!!!!! Still think all of this is
pure nonsensical random fucking coincidental happenings, you butt
wipe Missourians out there??????????? Go ahead, it is all of your
kids who will all fucking suffer, as a day WILL INDEED come when we,
that's 'all of us are very ill and fucking dying, YO'.
CHEMTRAILS
ARE REAL.
CHEMTRAILS
ARE DANGEROUS.
CHEMTRAILS
HAVE MOTIVE AND AGENDAS. (YES, OTHER 'P').
CHEMTRAILS
ALL BEGAN AFTER I CALLED THE COPS, MC, FROM GAITHER ROAD IN MOUNT
LAUREL IN DECEMBER OF 1987, & NOT YOUR LAKEHOUSE ON 36TH FREAKING
AVENUE, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 3 POWERFUL
PEOPLE READ ME, POPPY,
THAT
I CAN PROVE anyway, & more
do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS
PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!
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