Sunday, October 29, 2023

DJE 0005

 



Dear Diary Journal Number 0005





Posting 2 the cloud system at approximately ten minutes shy of mother ******* eleven at night late on Sunday night and on a super major goddessburn mother ******* HIGH CALLIOCAREYOTAMMIC DAY OF HELLISHNESS, & half my weekend has been completely totally wrecked, decimated, annihilated, and WIPED OUT, YO YO YO YO YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOOO Mister Crane oh SIR, we all know where the DJIA STOCK MARKET will go tomorrow, do we not; U miserable ICPE-APE-TECH scum sucking criminals??????????




Two games were played today using the 5 multiples, since the entire day has been nothing but multiple major endless persecuting harassment's on the Mountainpen, AKA me as well as Mark Wayne Mountainpen Huntington Mohr, or just my actual birth certificate shown name of Mark Wayne Mohr, YO YO YO YO YO!!! ('Naught' bounced around) either, Mizz Blake; from 5 years earlier from that awesome copyrighted song, that the entire plucking Moorestown, NJUSAESMWG McDonald's was all dancing along with that day when David Roth and I pulled up in their drive-through playing it on the car-system in middle 1988 somewhere, and yes, admittedly, 4 a non-actual-rock star, I have known some of the pleasures of experiencing my songs being appreciated on a public forum and on quite frequent occasions throughout my earlier trucking adult life. Yes good old parallel event applied (APE) 4 short, huh lovely Goddess Diana (moon)????????????? SHE is shining ever so goddessburn lovely 4 me, YO, but I played a second game following powtin gthe last 0003 DJE, and made 20 units, so game one made 31 and game two made 20. My total 4 today is now +51 units. So they can perseucute me forever, an dwill until I run far away and hopefully manage 2 escape this horrible rotten EVIL EMPRE, but while here, I have the potential 2 earn the same unlimited income as nightmare criminal DJT's hyperspace double was j ust telling his rotten thug associates in that parallel world (nightmare-dream) the other day at his goddessburn nut house joint. Please let us never ever flucking confuse DJT with DJE. Boy oh boy oh boy, all great awesome Uncle Billy's out there, YO!!!!!!!!!!





WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-HA-AHA-AHA, MISTER MIKE MCNY, and screw 1971, train trips, crying mothers with major agenda's, and horrific memories of “No Misses Mohr, naught here we go again”!!!!!!!!!! But still Lenny Briscoe pinking sheers oh SIR; we R left with endless infinite Christ taught and later Canonized SAFET's, James Redfield's, and powerful motive agenda AI related MOGOSP's, huh Holy Pope?????????? Please do not think of me as someone bold and audacious enough 2 use god 2 tell my story. Even the futhermucking Mountainpen is not that stupid or dare devilish, YO great SIR, your HIGHNESS!







POSTING 2 CLOUD NOW, YO!

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