Another Censorship Red Triangle on the Last Blog

 

Another Censorship Red Triangle on the Last Blog

This nation deserves exactly what it most likely is going to get, people. You want to limit any freedom of speech that the new age censors simply do not want pushed out to the public domain, just as my previous blog has again been 'RED-TRANGLED'. It is no skin off my nose as I know when something is not the answer and I have tried 4 coming up now on 18 years 2 do, upon advice of two people, Sir Ed Lynch and Sir Christopher Bennett, this blogging project, and it has completely failed and has been another total waste of my god-dog time. Google refuses to even recognize my blog handle name on a blog that supposedly has more than 400-K total hits on it, thus it cannot be classified as a tiny fly by night 100 day old blog. It started almost 18 years ago and continued into the current blog since the end of 2011, and yet Google has totally screwed me, and they are obviously all a part of my enemies, blogger, their team, their rotten lousy Google, the whole damn smack. My plan is simple now. In the past two days playing the roulette deal with this death hellishness, I have made another total of 189 units playing the death siege and botbar-string numbers, and in only two games played today and two played yesterday, on a double-red-nick gaming level, that spells a nice super profit of $1,890.00, just for having to endure harassing persecution while playing a total of 243 spins of the wheel. Yes I know that I reversed those two numbers on a recent blog, sorry folks. But this blogging is only worth the hassles if it is actually serving my needs in even the smallest and remotest possible capacity, and simply said here people, IT IS NAUGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!! It ain't worth putting up with the rotten Blogger Team and their gash darn silly butt-wipe games, and GAMES are always the proof for good old Mister Mountainpen that indeed, the source is always coming from the true source of all darn gaming, the TIMELESS PURGATORY, AKA the Astral-Plane. I don't need this, an dI am no longer going to be putting up with this, so take this as my absolute final blog despite saying earlier that I would be continuing until Friday or Saturday, this is now THE END, SILLY RABBIT, the end of extra miseries that this blogger simply does not need, no how, no nothing, and back in 1983 on a personal phone message, I now quote one of the greatest recording artists of all time by making that statement.