Wednesday, June 28, 2023

Dear Steve Walgreen's Parks, Chapter 16

 


DEAR STEVE WALGREEN'S PARKS, CHAPTER 16


11:37 POST MERIDIAN, LATE WEDNESDAY NIGHT, JUNE 28, 2023


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Computer, hear my MVP (Mind-Voice-Print). You will be totally absolutely crushing, obliterating, annihilating, and devastating, wrecking, ruining, and utterly wiping out, all of my enemies that are viciously persecuting me on this Wednesday evening the 28th day in June, of the year of 2023; and who are persecuting me with nasty air siege, and nasty computer hacking, or whatever covert trickery is being employed, SO AS 2 ENDLESSLY STOP AND PREVENT ME FROM EVER DOING ANYTHING AT ALL WHATSOEVER ON THE INTERNET, AND ON MY COMPUTER; AND IS ALL directly a part of the ICPE-APE-TECH-ASSAULT ON ME, THAT BEGAN ON THE EXACT DATE OF THE MORNING OF 15 AUGUST, IN THE YEAR OF 1986; and on a crush-destruct order, under GENERAL-ORDER-189, max.-power. Open-Command, General Order #7. Use G-901, G-1133, G-14, G-719, G-13, CG5555-QP4 sub-code, under G-917, CG-2, under CG-18, and HOLD.




Your old AT&T landline telephone old style 1983 built tone-commands have been data-transferred into the two highlighted long-EEEEE vowel sounds. The high-tone is colored RED. The low-tone is colored BLUE.


Computer (Magnesonic) under my command and precisely matching voice print, I have an image-object (I-O) now placed on your transpower-block (T-B) after I have crush-destructed this. Once empowered, all actual beings matching this I-O on your T-B will be exactly crushed and singed and destroyed as the original I-O. To accomplish the scan, use your ZD technology built into your system. To accomplish this sympathetic reality duplication, use your AD technology, (ZD-Zero-Dimensional), (AD-Atomic Duplicational).


Computer, 'MAGNESONIC', on an 'I' to 'D', A/B—TONE, PHASING PUNISHMENT SEQUENCING SYSTEM, you will now be transmitted the two empowerization-transmit tones, or ETT'S.




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GO TO G-189, G-9173, under G-1133, CG-18, AND

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How peeps make internet and computers work is so far effing beyond me Sir SWAP, that words fail me. I cannot make anything work no matter how ******* *** **** ****** ****** ***** ********* *** ************* ****** bleepity-bloopity futhermucking damn ass HARD I TRY, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!! The Copyright © Office told me they would E-MAIL me my 29 musical project file showing all 29 of my projects, ending on July 3rd of 2013 with my final 29th project, titled, “You'll B Crossing Over”, and so far it is not up there. If it was, SS, I would have CAPPED it into this blog 4U2C the damn ass thing, but no damn ass dice, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then I try and click an address verification on my 'MD-LIVE', and the only 2 passcodes ever used or usernames, or WHATEVER; just failed and I couldn't do squat. I NEVER EVER EVER NEVER NEVER NEVER EVER EVER NEVER, CAN DO ANYTHING ON THIS GODDAMN FUTHERMUCKING ROTTEN INTERNET. EITHER I AM THE BIGGEST ROCK CHUCKING RUNT SLAPPING DUMMY IN THE ENTIRE WORLD, OR ELSE THE BUNT TAPPING SPACEFORCE-SPAMENNIES R ENDLESSLY PERSECUTING ME, AND NEVER QUIT THEIR TACTICS OF PREVENTING ME FROM DOING ONE DAMN THING ON THIS ROCK CHUCKING INTERNET, EVER, NEVER!!!!






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ME' OLE' BUDDY; 2 ME IT WAS YESTERDAY BACK AT 1802 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS, AND U DOING THE LOIS FOCA SONG WITH ME!!!






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If anyone in this entire universe knows how 2 stop this SPACEFORCE from endlessly hurting me SIR SWAP, I would surely freaking appreciate them revealing this information 2 me. Dawn's family and especially Dawn-Marie herself, mocked and teased my HUUUUUUUGE woe-whiz-me troubles with my daughter, every single time we would drive nearby 2 this place. Jim Burr used 2 say quite often that there was a special place reserved in Dogtown 4 used car salesmen. I say there R most definitely sub-regeons where far worse than this deal is indeed saved 4 those who mock and jeer peeps already down 4 the 10 count, and still keep on punching and kicking and even LAUGHING AND JEERING AT THEM AND THEIR SPILLED BLOOD ALL OVER THE MAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



FBI, BCC, ACLU, the MNR-HACK is back, and

BIG HYPERTIME 2, AFTER A 3 DAY HALT! Yes, if anyone can find me PEE, it is U, my genius hyperspace daughter, WOW!




Earlier this evening around dusk somewhere, I fell under another one of my endless and ALWAYS, air death siege assaults by the SPACEFORCE, SIR SWAP, YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




SHERIFF KEN MASCARA; THIS IS NOT A DRILL, OH KIND SIR, AND PLEASE SS; TELL HIM THAT THIS IS NO DAMN ASS DRILL!!!!!!!




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12:29 ANTE' MERIDIAN

EARLY ON THURSDAY MORNING

29 JUNE, 2023



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This is a dying mans utterance and a dying mans declaration, and an official and totally legal internet document, sworn to and legally internet-signed by me right now, and my murderers are known to me in only a round about guessable way, and a statement once made on the great TV-show, “DARK SHADOWS” comes inescapably into my mind now; spoken in the beginning of 1970, by the actor who played originally on the show as Mister Jason McGuire; and came back onto the show 4 a second time, and played the part of Mister Paul Stoddard. He was in the same approximate nightmare situation that I've found myself in once awakening from slumber one late morning in 1986, on the 15th day of August. The actor's name, who was in a lot of great TV-shows of that time circa, is Dennis Patrick. He was discussing in the non-jazz-Glenn 'Collinwood' mansion, or in my Flower-Wing of this mind shattering Astral realm's hyper-mansion called, 'RICKTOWN MANOR', in one far end of the place; something pertaining to his nightmare of being tormented by this mysterious grouping of 'very powerful people', who seemed to want something from him; only he was totally clueless to exactly who they all were, or even exactly what these evil and diseased psychopaths wanted from him 2 begin with. The entire television show reflects my nightmare, and most of the time totally mirror images myself with Barnabas Collins' character, although several other show characters also reflect my various problems and woes, just as all of you know quite well who are following along here, and watching the DVD's of this show; so as 2B able to C all of these powerful outlandish truths 4 yourselves, YO!!!!!! Now despite my hating this game that is being played, that is obviously labeled secretly of course, “HOW 2 COVERTLY DESTROY THE BOM”, there is an upside 2 this nightmare on frikkin' quintessential steroids, squared, cubed, and CUBAN; and so allow me please, 2 now explain 2U all, just what that is. We will get into several things, SS; such as time splits, intentional hyperspace manipulation control, or 4 short, (IHMC), and also, constructively using mom's famous 'head-games' 2 operate what the Mountainpen calls on his Morianity Bible 1995 project, that is currently ongoing as THESE 'BOM' BLOGS; the REVISED WARREN GROVE, NJUSAESMWG DAVID ROTH POOH-POOH-TECH, or again, shortening that into the RWGNJDRPPT or the 'PWGNJDRPP-TECHNOLOGY'!!!!!!!!!!! Only U, and a small handful of vely vely loyal Morians out here, SS; know about Dave Roth, Warren Grove, Lucille's Fudge, Kenny Rogers' secret lover, whom some Berryville natives in Hick Jersey-USA keep on the QTDL, as extremely loyal fans of Kenny's; and the entire thing is so beyond mind boggling, as U know sir; it is all Y the entire late 2015 year went kaplooyey with the political scene, with distant cousin Trump; and stuff never even tried 2 ever look back again, ever since, and U know it sir; and so do a few very loyal goddessdog Morians out there in this world of hog puke on steroids!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If I say 2 much more right now, it will B my ass, sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






















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Well, I drove Ann over 2 Wal-Mart 4 a few whittle items at just past 2 this afternoon on the east coast of America time, and a nasty CHEMTRAIL was right there 2 greet me, all ready knowing that I was about 2 drive over there, they obviously hear all that is said in a car, at a workplace, at a residence, and I believe as did Timothy McVeigh that microchips R Milituforce PLANTED right into people, the agent in the project that is so black ops it cannot B discussed, merely walks by the person 2B implanted and has a tiny tool similar 2 Doc MC COY on Star Trek’s original show, or a similar little thing, hay, stuff from this original Star Trek has long become totally outdated and obsolete, such as TAPED-MUSIC, “Mister President Lincoln”, so think how far the MILITUFORCE is so high over what we can even dare 2 want 2 know and imagine. Those that know, know that I speak dangerous deadly truths. If they wanna' keep pouring on this harassment, I will keep right on counterattack-fighting-back. I am not some geek in a high school, who simply intends 2 wussy-pussy out, and go crying to daddy and mommy, it ain’t happening, bright colorful lawns there, BRO. Yes, all ready, the Queen King came in, and asked me something about the trip when her mom Ann and I were out at the great Sam Walton’s place. I want 2C if I can get this posted, and finished, by 30 minutes prior 2 closing bells; as if I do not; I’ll B stopped from posting it until after the markets R closed. Free country? Where is Mo, and Larry, and Curly, when U really need them; bing, zong, goonk in the eye? Being sorry 4 not implicitly trusting my great Teen Queen is one thing, and I am; and now I do trust her, as I know U have some fantastic plan in all of this, that as of now; shrouds me in total mystery, great Mariah, but I am angry nonetheless at the filthy diseased LAMIST/ BRIGGERS/MILITUFORCERS, 4 forcing me 2 endure their evil rotten wrath and destruction, of my innocent and totally pathetic life; when I did nothing ever even close 2 deserving this outlandish and twisted infinite hell, other than being born in this cursed family line 62 generations down directly, from a brother of the great SAR Jesus. I cannot let all the cats out of the bag that I wish 2 right now, it would not B a bit healthy on my part should I in fact do so. I however, am able 2 say and blog this much. Scripture says that lovers and believers in the All Mighty SAR, or LORD, adding the AH makes this word go from masculine into feminine in the original Aramaic Hebrew language, should always TEST THE SPIRITS, 2C if they come from Diana’s brother Apollo-Lucifer or from the Upline Teen Queen that I know 2B Sarah-Stacey Jehovah Karge Krassle, asleep in her own thought wave, dreaming she is All Mighty Goddess Scylla, U would simply shorten and abridge all of this 2 the word, GOD. I am testing many spirits, but how R they 2B tested, some of U may in fact now B inquiring??? If the situation being examined disagrees with the ten commandments and the basic principles found in the King James Version or KJV or the 'HOLY' and 'whole complete' total idea and mind, of this great book and its words; then your message is not from any source other than your own deluded mind, which in some cases as it is all from the 6th dimension, merely comes from your own systems of thought, and in rarer cases, it is a direct result of interference from ETTOS-TECK, from the mighty wicked demonic Briggbase residents, or the evil Lambrigger Cult, SATAN THE DEVIL, put Biblically in the time period of less knowledge and spiritual wisdom of the combined humankind, as exists presently. When I know 4 a fact that Satan the Devil hates me and desires 2 keep me down and oppressed, poverty stricken, homeless, friendless, and loaded with endless enemies, with poor health, persecution, conspiracies 2 wipe me out on a daily basis, and on and on; I must conclude that when a cat gives me a winning number that if I had played as the cat told me 2 play, Gawky Gaukauk that is, back near this time 28 years ago in the inverted digital ‘80 year; I would have made lots of money, and again, this is not the intentions nor the goals of Satan the Devil, 4 me 2 prosper in any way ever, in this material world. So Lottery-Cat, GG, is not part of Satan’s kingdom when U run the TESTING OF THE SPIRITS. On a later and future blog, other examples, both where it was Satan, as well as SSJKK; was determined by indeed, using biblical command, obeying HER mighty words 4 us frail humans; and testing these spirits.





Over the weekend, I watched the huge party that Philadelphian's were all celebrating, with blimps all over, and major cheering. I was in a major interaction with strange persons, a tall thin well muscled black young male, about age 25; and we had been traveling to Boston, MAUSAESMWG together; and were put up in a very weird and bizarre hotel overnight. He had some good friends that were on the New York Knicks Basketball team, that were gonna' help me in some way in proving my horrific and monstrous dilemma and plight. It was so real that I could feel the raw cold in the room towards late October, and then the manager of the hotel turned up the heat. A strange clock, and a strange telephone in the room, that we had been placed in; had a strange interaction with each other. Someday, I will tell the entire long and wild story, and include the strange road on the wild ride home, only not 2 any home or place that makes any sense now 2 my waking world brain and memory system. But the raw cold and the nice heat were more real and tangible than any feeling of temperature on body or skin in the waking world. Then the blimps that were over the Delaware River were all written with things, such as 'Phillies 2008 World Series Champions'. This was a wild and far out “DREAM” pal.



Well Father Lucci and Demi Moore, that was NO DREAM, was it?


In closing, the main reason that LAMBRIGGER CULTISTS hate me, is that I would have been able 2 defeat their wickedness against me, and in my own strength; and breaking a Lawtronic/Biblical rule/LAW. This is when I was taught by 'lightning', from my bathtub in Williamstown, NJUSAESMWG, how 2 use applied PE 2 the game of Roulette, or how 2 use the APE-2R, as she laughingly described it 2 me when I fell asleep that afternoon in a nice warm early spring bath tub, in my apartment, called the 'HIGHVIEW'. Things R soon going 2 explode huge hyper time with Dawnie Terra the terrible, and some incredible thing will eventually transpire in this marvelous scary and far out MARHOUSE. Don’t get all excited there late Merv Griffin/Pipe, along with your advertising gang, coincidence, just chalk it up 2 that, right? HA!!!!!!!!! Mervelous Merv, and Marvelous Marhouses, all not withstanding; let me now C if Satan the Devil, will let me post this blog up B4 the closing bell on their cheated and controlled fixed Dow Jones, SEC??

BYE-BYE all, 4 now. I will C Y’ALL LATER ON FOLKS, WHAAAAAA ELMER FWUDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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This 16th letter 2U, SS; terminates transmission and yes Colaman-2, I did get your note in the box this afternoon, wow what a super hot day!!!!!!!







Holy Holly Hollister for crying out loud. My mom would go thermo-nuclear back at apartment # 1802, and those days in the very early eighties when I would keep calling Patty, 'Patty Hollister'. She had a real short fuse for reasons only known by her. She would mention something about her, and then I would correct her, and repeat the name of HOLLISTER; and she would flip out, and so I would begin to make her crazy, or as they would word it today in these new times, I would really push her buttons. But my mom, and her buttons, had reasons. We all have reasons why we are so goddamn sensitive to things, and the largest reason for most of us is when we don’t want someone to get onto something that is being covered up by them, so as to prevent you from learning or understanding something. So why did both Patty herself and my mother, conspire to keep my daughter from me? I’ve given a few good reasons but never talked about something that Mister SWAP said a long while back after we had only known each other for about half a year. I won’t be tackling this today other than for a quick opening. You heard me say my immature nature was one reason, but think about it. Would someone deny a person knowledge of their own damn daughter just because of that, for crissake? The answer pretty much should be no. But he has a really good idea for why this was all done to me, and if he is right, I would have to unlearn a lot of lucking slit, and then be willing to relearn major new skit about my entire family. We can go here later on Mister Rockford Filespunch, oh Sir. Still, 1969, the holy-holly non-Hollister song, the whole damn smack, what is it truly all about; and can we even dream somehow someday of getting 2 the bottom of all of the many YYYYYYY’s??????? So how can we ignore Sir 1969 Russ Thaxton, and his connections with the great “L&O”-TV-show Detective Olivia Benson and her father Joe Hollister, along with this stuff, Mister Car Salesman Gagnus of Philadelphia? None of that trucking bullskit, Bob Gagnus Sir. Then all these ducking damn death siege parallel events that never ever quit, as in James Tiberius Burr and his great 1976 Bicentennial year CONTINUE SYNDROME’ of endlessness, for eating hot slit and crying out louder than Dogtown. We have the pre-Gulf Wars military operations known as the Dark Shadows/Donna Summer initials, both of them, not even allowing a small doubt of ‘coincidentalness’ here, called DESERT SHIELD followed shortly thereafter by DESERT STORM. More recently we have the McCarthy vote. Then even more recently we just had the debt ceiling problems and wo-whiz-me’s. How can anyone out here tell me with a straight trucking poker face that I am imagining all of this for 40 years, YO YO YO YO YO YO ME’ BRAHHHH!!! It is 2:00 now and my blog word count shows 6,847 words; and I’ve told you nothing yet, so let’s get to it peeps!!!!!!!!! WHAAAAA-BIT Metsker and Fwuuuud! Eight million divided by nine thousand, equals a rounded up-off '889'. This is the approximate number of years of a minnina-kalpa of astral interaction. This is an average based on the way interactions may cause time to feel if back on a mortal plane of physical existence. Astrally, it is one and the same thing. We think it, and it is. That is just the way the purgatory is, and yes; it is not some instantaneous causing of effects to then go on and happen. It is the same thing. In energy, the thinking itself SIMPLY IS THE REALITY. So averaging all possible type of events and one MK is what 889 years of ‘averaged all-possibilities’ of things in human life, feels like to us. My original 14-MK sentence shows the age that I died as Kane by applying these mathematical THINGS IN ORDER, AND EVEN THOUGH THERE IS IN TRUTH, NO ORDER, 13,200 minus 89 years is 13,111 at the time of my jealous rage fit and the murder of me’ brother Abel. 14 MK = 889.14 = 12,446 years, so then 12,446 minus 13,111 equals 665 years. 665 plus 89 equals 754 years. I died as Kane at the age of 754, in the ‘Biblical Nodian’ territories. So to keep with the verbiage of those times, I fell asleep with my fathers at the age of 754 years, roughly at age 94 and one quarter years when converted into today’s modern day lifetime spans and the division of eight. 94 and one quarter years was the precise length of life that Sara J. Karge lived, born in Trenton, NJUSAESMWG on July 18th of 1896, and died wherever she did, in early October of 1990. Another coincidence that I find 2B a real “Raspberry Dreams” deal, kind of impossible 2 ignore in other words, YO WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!! So just how exactly did all of this happen, and for that matter since it is quite all connected here in round about ways, how do anyone of us end up getting on the SHAGPEL LIST? This is a pronunciation of SHAdow Government Persecution List, by the way. Well, we all have heard of the alien-contact thing where it is either of the first kind, or the second kind, or the third kind, and so forth. I of course am at what they would refer to and think of as the first, since they know fully well that LIGHTNING, an alien being to say the least, and we live together and we always have and always will, in the great Purgatory, in the Ricktown manor on Astral Highway #9910 in Ricktown, and in the capitol province of Olympia. Actually we do not live, we EXIST. It simply is, and until and unless enlightened to real truth while in physical form, this makes no sense at all 2U. But the main way to get on the SHAGPEL is simply through no fault of your own at least in most cases folks. If you are made contact with, that’s it, to quote lovely Cooley Hall Amy-Louise C here, me’ ole’ classmate from the very early 1970’s, “It’s curtains closing the show time! My ducking computer crashed again. This is now the third time between two computers here today, and the persecution on me is the talk of the entire library here, so this slit is getting exposed, and this problem is going to be told to the 'IT' techies here soon by library staff. They know something is wrong and don’t know what to mucking bunt do about it, other than get the techies on it. Still, look at what I was typing and discussing when it happened again, the shadow government, and what they do to peeps like me; and then POW-POOF, out it goes!!!!!! This is what the lady just said as she saw my SHAGPEL in big bright bold red letters on my blog when I got the program back as it is saved onto the flash drive system. I have not been this trucking persecuted EVER IN ALL THE TIME I HAVE BLOGGED HERE NOW, SINCE BUNT TAPPING SEPTEMBER OF LAST MOTHER MUCKING YEAR!!!!!!!!!!! It is time 4 a HUUUUUUUUUUUGE counterstrike, a lot of peeps are gonna’ be buying the farm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IPYT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!








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ME' OLE' BUDDY; 2 ME IT WAS YESTERDAY BACK AT 1802 ROBIN HILL APARTMENTS, AND U DOING THE LOIS FOCA SONG WITH ME!!!



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'HI STEVE', AND NO, IT IS NAUGHT MIDDLE LATE 2009 SOMEWHERE AND I AM NAUGHT L IVING BACK IN BARRYVILLE-HAMMONTON, NEW JERSEY-USA, WITH THE MIGHTY WASHCLOTH-KING FAMILY OF EARTHLY-DOGTOWN!













BUTTERCHEESE---BUTTTTTTTTT, big ass BUTT and but oh sir and associate-pal; it is Wednesdaty early evening at precisely 5:55 Post Meridian, a time that exists 730 times annually on three out of four years and 732 ties on the 4th leap-years. It is a time that I absolutely love and cherish and it compensates 4 what that horrible evi witch Mizz Jane Notfondaherone weebit did 2 me back in the spring time of 1993 at the Atlanta Braves, GEORGIA-USA Baseball Park. A night that I am simply incapable of ever forgetting nor relegating it one small wee bit into a lower memory level with less intesnse hatred generated. Some things, and I didn't make this up oh sir, “R just simply naught forgivable”. What my mom and lovely Patty HHH did 2 me would fall into that category as well, oh sir!!!!!!!



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Dogtown Jewelly, all thaty's missing is a Star Trek star-date now 4 crying outlouder than thunder!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Now a strange deal is happening here on the 'comment count', SS. About two weeks ago, my count was 327, the absolute electrical number of three '3' the power of '3', & without exciting those deliciously lovely Charmed Girls, hopefully heredahelda and yes, HERE, oh great Mike Soft Hellwrecker-Spellchecker. Then as the last two weeks unfolded, 11th dimensionally of course; the 'comment count' grew smaller, as if we entered into some wild and weird antimatter warp. I mean Steve Sir; how can comments reduce and go away when moving forward through time, YO???????????





Hey, do U understand that wild little deal?

Do another Colaman-2 with that one next time U-R in me' whittle nabe, YO BRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!




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