Ouch, Me' Finger is Infected and Air Siege is Nasty
2:31 PM, Saturday, October 14, 2023
I slept quite a long while making up 4 a lot of lousy sleeping habits last week, and after waking up around half past one or so this afternoon, I popped some extra strength pain relief tablets, some type of over the counter junk that is good 4 pain, as I have had an infected finger 4 nearly a week and until it gets a tiny bit worse and the skin hardens on one side of the nail, I am unable 2 lance it with a sterilized razor blade and squeeze out the pussy mess and bandage it up so that it can then go onto heal up, YO. Oh well, as my father would say, and some other peeps whom I've known throughout my miserable goddessdog life of Earthly Dogtown, initialed as the sexual disorder that all men know of and dread of being given by mommy nature. In my case, it doesn't matter, as with all parameters in life, social and sexual ones mean absolutely nothing 2 me under this horrendous and monstrous HUNTINGTON FAMILY CURSE OF SOMEWHERE BETWEEN TWO AND THREE THOUSAND YEARS. WOW-THAT. BUTTTTTTT, big ass butt and but YO, at exactly 3:03 PM, a crash level airplane went completely zenith over me' residence, and it looked 2-B that same plane that has dogged me ever since this crapola began in 1986, and that the Mountainpen refers 2 as the 'FIGHTER-PLANE', as small as it appears 2-B, it resembles one of those strange military WWII fighter plane crafts with all kinds of extremely weird looking attached junky ugly things that I am unable 2 properly describe in any meaningful detail, so I won't make the attempt here of so doing beyond what I have stated herein. Between this, my finger hurting a lot, and an earlier in the day incident with my remote control unit 4 me' ROKU-TV-set back when I got up 4 an hour or so. When thirst or need 2 leak out calls come and awaken me, sometimes it is difficult 2 get back 2 sleep and so I will try falling asleep or getting sleepy watching a bland type of TV show on the ROKU system, and suddenly, the remote had slipped onto the floor in a weird spot 4 absolutely no good reason, and this really made me ticked off, Annie Consella Costner style, without any magical cornfields or eighty-nine years of other magical junk needed huh Mizz Lois Foca and gorgeous Mizz Taylor Swift? JEEZ-LOUISE! Still, between the junk that happened, I went down 2 a BOTBUR, not a BOTBAR mind U, but still, Lenny Brisco Pinking Sheers Lottery phone number non-Macy addresses, huh there oh wonderful and awesome Toronto Dominion Bank of Canada-USA? WOW!!!
Ten minutes or less after the assault in the air by the WOMO-SPACEFORCE or the WSMT-SPAMMENIES as I now refer 2 these slick licking slobs as; I played me great air harassment 4 roulette numbers of red-odd-high (23) and (27), and the single zero and the double zero, won three times in a wee tad bit under two dozen TWS 'toes' 4 short, (total wheel spins) 4 long; and made a nice whittle 20 unit profit, and naught feeling particularly lucky on this rotten so far Saturday following a horrendous weekend not all that long ago and thus naught wishing 2 push or press me' luck there, oh lovely ice cream server girls turned pop stars, KP & TS, or at least keeping with the telecommunications carrier commercials and promotions; I quit fast and ahead, or simply and shortly said and stated, I quit the game, FAA, or maybe I would need 2 properly add in here, 'OTHER-FAA', so that lovely Mizz Kate Pee won't beat me up again, huh there Abseacon D-Q-franchise owner, from back there in good old extremely magical-Potter-H-W-1997!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yessireebob me' peeps; I was more than happy 2 take me whittle 20 units of profit, and just 'RUN-RUN', 2 quote from me' own lyrical song content from the earlier year's EOH, non-internet version and definitely © Copyrighted musical project, known as PART 2 from eighty-eight. Part three of the EOH was the one done and the final one may I add until coming into the internet new age and going online with my woe-whiz-me problems, thus 1989 was me' last EOH musical project, and since the original one was my 'Dancin' In the Ocean' song, there was only a PART ONE, AND A 'PART TWO OF EPITOME OF HARASSMENT' music projects, or EOH 4 short here, YO BRO!!!!!!!!!!! A child can C unless totally completely mathematically challenged, that me' MP4B shows me 2-B in extreme danger of this day going quite badly, so this would naught B a day that I would do anything whatsoever other than sit in here and just grin and bear the 3,000 year old family flucking curse that has been handed down 2 me with such awesome nice flowers an dice cream and smiles, huh great terrific peeps aldare, YO BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR??????? I'll just take me hypothetical-paper roulette win of 20 units and B satisfied with thissssssss, 4 the day, oh lovely gorgeous 1983 AMC-TV-show, Mizz Erica Luccisnakes, mah'm!!!!!!!!!
On single-nick gaming level, this means that me' total home bankroll of 400 units would need 2-B, 400X5 or $2,000.00, and the actual game bankroll taken 2 play is one quarter. Eventually after building up 2 double-nick or the dime level (ten bucks per all numbers played, my THB (total home bankroll would need 2-B 4 grand, my triple nick would require a THB of 6 grand, and me' quarter or 25 dollar level would requite 10 grand of THB in order 2 safely play. Still, even on the 5 dollar level, those 20 units of profit being parallel event supplied 2 me via major nasty aerial harassment this afternoon would B an ice whittle $100.00 cold hard cash. Hypothetically, I thank the WSMT-SPAMMENIES. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, huh there, Sir Shoe-Knocker-Outer of 2000, Chester-Frank. SAFET tells me just Y the 'Pedersen-CF' deal all went down of course. It proves the connections with my daughter, and yes, one more out of approximately nine hundred and seventy two or so, so far, YO BRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! AHA-AHA-AHA.
THE END, ENDlessness, AND END TRANSMISSION, YO.
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