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When you hear of the term 'word salad', you may think that it is a bunch of edible Scrabble pieces literally thrown into a salad. As cute as that sounds, a word salad is anything but cute.
What is Word Salad?
Originally, the term "word salad" was applied to people who were suffering from psychological and/or neurological conditions. For example, when someone who was diagnosed with Schizophrenia uses a string of unrelated words, psychologists call it "schizophasia."
Other examples of word salad include:
Clanging, in which the affected person speaks in rhyming and other patterned ways, but without making any sense.
Graphorrhea, in which the affected person writes or types in an incoherent way.
Logorrhea, in which the affected person talks excessively and compulsively but without making a lot of sense.
Receptive aphasia, where the affected person seems to know what they're talking about and speaks in a rather normal-sounding way, but they don't actually understand what they're saying. This is often seen in stroke victims.
What is Narcissistic Word Salad?
The truth, according to Elinor Greenburg, Ph.D., is that the term "narcissistic word salad" is just plain wrong. As Greenburg writes in a Psychology Today article, "Instead of referring to an involuntary verbal sign of a severe mental illness, such as Schizophrenia, it is being used as a slang term for a type of narcissistic speech that is purposefully confusing."
In other words, when people in the narcissistic abuse recovery community use the term "word salad," they're talking about a common manipulation tactic used by malignant narcissists, or toxic people, which in this case can include both people with diagnosed narcissistic personality disorder and those with narcissistic tendencies. In other words, word salad is a narcissistic manipulation tactic that manifests as a confused or unintelligible mixture of seemingly random words and phrases meant to confuse you.
Why do Narcissists use Word Salad?
Narcissists will throw out a bunch of words that don't make sense if they are feeling threatened. They do this to purposely confuse you and it is a gaslighting tactic.
Narcissistic abusers use this tactic to confuse their victims into doubting their own perceptions and memories of the abuse.
Word salad is often used as a defense mechanism when a narcissist feels threatened, but especially when you're getting too close to the truth.
The term is also used to describe the way narcissists frequently contradict themselves. They will do this when it serves their purpose of making you second guess that what you heard is true. This manipulation tactic can be especially damaging to a survivor or abuse victim's emotional health – it's one way they gaslight you.
What are some examples of Word Salad scenarios?
Examples of word salad scenarios will happen when narcissists throw random words into their speech to throw you off. Word salad can include things that sound logical, but are actually pure nonsense – or they might include things that are completely random words all thrown together.
When a narcissist throws a bunch of words together that are nothing but gibberish, it is time to stop engaging with them. Sometimes word salads are not just random words thrown together. They are words that they throw at you that have nothing to do with a conversation you are trying to have with them.
What are some signs a Narcissist is using 'Word Salad' on you?
Narcissists Talk In Circles
After having a normal conversation with a narcissist and making an agreement on something, you will find that there was no agreement at all. They will go back to discussing the issue again in a matter of minutes in words that do not make sense. That is their way of keeping the argument alive and the more you engage in it, the more word salads as a result of them not honoring their agreement will be thrown at you. And let's not forget the narcissist's filibuster – the part where they talk and talk and talk, repeatedly making the same points over and over again. They just won't shut up!
Narcissists Make Excuses and Believe Their Own Lies
Narcissists never own up to their actions and there is no denying that at all. When you confront them about something they did, they will make excuses. And their excuses will result in them throwing word salads at you just in order to confuse you and throw you. They want you to think you are the one who is 'crazy' for accusing them of doing the very thing they are making excuses for. And they definitely seem to believe their own lies. Talk about infuriating.
Narcissists Drain You On Purpose
When you are trying to have a normal conversation with a narcissist that they find threatening in some way, they will throw a word salad at you. And they do it to drain you and if they see you are drained from having to engage in a nonsense conversation, then they would have attained their goal. It is best to walk away if this is the direction that the conversation is going before you are completely drained from it. It's like they're emotional vampires!
You Have to Teach Narcissists to Understand Basic Emotions
If you are finding yourself having to teach a narcissist about empathy and why it is important to be kind as you would with kids in preschool, then this will drain you. They will catch on and they will throw word salads at you in order to throw you and for you to stop talking about feelings. This threatens them. The psychology of a narcissist can be very confusing, but it's worthwhile to take the time to understand so that you can deal with them effectively.
Narcissists Accuse You Of Doing Things That They Are Guilty Of
Narcissists might know that they have done a lot of wrongs and do a lot of wrong deep down – but they will never own up to it. They keep this knowledge so hidden – even from themselves – that they almost don't even understand that it's there. And then they will accuse you of doing things that they do that just simply don't make sense. They will throw these accusations at you out of the blue. Projection, anyone?
Taken from an article by Angela Atkinson
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Interesting!
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Interesting!
YES, INVENTOR BEST ADVENTURE OUT O U T (amateur.)
WE, INVENTOR BASTARD INVENTOR, ADVENTURE, (, okay I know who that is don't don't fuck that guy but fuck that gu°y, yeah yeah fuck you buddy you're in order to take her 0 to get her together together, doesn't mean you get to pop around and shit no get back in your cave or whatever the fuck it is you're sleeping it don't know you click your own shit xXx )(talented amateur.)
Interesting!
okay it's not the ID I'm fine, and those are friends of mine so I'm fine and I may or may not have invented something else but since I don't know what the fuck it was and I can't write it down and duplicate it right now I'm going to need a sandwich before I start claiming more fucking patents, but yeah this was interesting I didn't I didn't dissipate this I've been a little busy all day since I got up like 6 hours ago. (,IK NOW’) -B. (name_withheld_but_(-)REDACTED) (oh yeah yeah you're fooling you're fooling people kid sure, AMATEUR. well I know it could be $4 an hour, but it wasn't an hour, and you're not getting any dollars out of me, no, YOU give ME money, that's how this works now, oh this is my Amateur Hour okay well, later on. MONE\Y/èT) well I guess we've missed each other, huh? GET THE FUCK OUT WILLIAM
hi this is Jack I'm a star I can see why they don't do this usually this way yeah I'm in I'm in University I'm doing my thing the way I usually do it and I'm not going to be able to stand upright for much longer I'm about to pass out of so hungry I have food here so I'll be fine but I've been I've been pretty busy wow this is a fun job I could do this for a while all right but it's not a job it's a semester credit, pffttj*eol055:0DASRITRMANG
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When you hear of the term 'word salad', you may think [.. ]
out of the blue. Projection, anyone?
Taken from an article by Angela Atkinson
yYyeah, sure, (Special Needs Spelling Requested By 👁️ )Thingy, Short Kaffir Southern Round Land, I bet you know all about “Taken” thingy\Y)ies, and after all that I feel like I just had a stake, yeah I think I did the other old yeah I'm still here imagine that I told you yeah so stop trying to kill me and stop taking my redundancies, yeah that's not cool don't do that well look for this way if you can learn how to do that on your own I can learn how to do it on my own and I'm a doctor of learning on my own good that that's good thank you thank you very much you're welcome Jack start out o u t
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YES, INVENTOR BEST ADVENTURE OUT O U T (amateur.)
WE, INVENTOR BASTARD INVENTOR, ADVENTURE, (, okay I know who that is don't don't fuck that guy but fuck that gu°y, yeah yeah fuck you buddy you're in order to take her 0 to get her together together, doesn't mean you get to pop around and shit no get back in your cave or whatever the fuck it is you're sleeping it don't know you click your own shit xXx )(talented amateur.)
okay it's not the ID I'm fine, and those are friends of mine so I'm fine and I may or may not have invented something else but since I don't know what the fuck it was and I can't write it down and duplicate it right now I'm going to need a sandwich before I start claiming more fucking patents, but yeah this was interesting I didn't I didn't dissipate this I've been a little busy all day since I got up like 6 hours ago. (,IK NOW’) -B. (name_withheld_but_(-)REDACTED) (oh yeah yeah you're fooling you're fooling people kid sure, AMATEUR. well I know it could be $4 an hour, but it wasn't an hour, and you're not getting any dollars out of me, no, YOU give ME money, that's how this works now, oh this is my Amateur Hour okay well, later on. MONE\Y/èT) well I guess we've missed each other, huh? GET THE FUCK OUT WILLIAM
hi this is Jack I'm a star I can see why they don't do this usually this way yeah I'm in I'm in University I'm doing my thing the way I usually do it and I'm not going to be able to stand upright for much longer I'm about to pass out of so hungry I have food here so I'll be fine but I've been I've been pretty busy wow this is a fun job I could do this for a while all right but it's not a job it's a semester credit, pffttj*eol055:0DASRITRMANG
Wordy. :D
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When you hear of the term 'word salad', you may think that it is a bunch of edible Scrabble pieces literally thrown into a salad. As cute as that sounds, a word salad is anything but cute.
What is Word Salad?
Originally, the term "word salad" was applied to people who were suffering from psychological and/or neurological conditions. For example, when someone who was diagnosed with Schizophrenia uses a string of unrelated words, psychologists call it "schizophasia."
Other examples of word salad include:
Clanging, in which the affected person speaks in rhyming and other patterned ways, but without making any sense.
Graphorrhea, in which the affected person writes or types in an incoherent way.
Logorrhea, in which the affected person talks excessively and compulsively but without making a lot of sense.
Receptive aphasia, where the affected person seems to know what they're talking about and speaks in a rather normal-sounding way, but they don't actually understand what they're saying. This is often seen in stroke victims.
What is Narcissistic Word Salad?
The truth, according to Elinor Greenburg, Ph.D., is that the term "narcissistic word salad" is just plain wrong. As Greenburg writes in a Psychology Today article, "Instead of referring to an involuntary verbal sign of a severe mental illness, such as Schizophrenia, it is being used as a slang term for a type of narcissistic speech that is purposefully confusing."
In other words, when people in the narcissistic abuse recovery community use the term "word salad," they're talking about a common manipulation tactic used by malignant narcissists, or toxic people, which in this case can include both people with diagnosed narcissistic personality disorder and those with narcissistic tendencies. In other words, word salad is a narcissistic manipulation tactic that manifests as a confused or unintelligible mixture of seemingly random words and phrases meant to confuse you.
Why do Narcissists use Word Salad?
Narcissists will throw out a bunch of words that don't make sense if they are feeling threatened. They do this to purposely confuse you and it is a gaslighting tactic.
Narcissistic abusers use this tactic to confuse their victims into doubting their own perceptions and memories of the abuse.
Word salad is often used as a defense mechanism when a narcissist feels threatened, but especially when you're getting too close to the truth.
The term is also used to describe the way narcissists frequently contradict themselves. They will do this when it serves their purpose of making you second guess that what you heard is true. This manipulation tactic can be especially damaging to a survivor or abuse victim's emotional health – it's one way they gaslight you.
What are some examples of Word Salad scenarios?
Examples of word salad scenarios will happen when narcissists throw random words into their speech to throw you off. Word salad can include things that sound logical, but are actually pure nonsense – or they might include things that are completely random words all thrown together.
When a narcissist throws a bunch of words together that are nothing but gibberish, it is time to stop engaging with them. Sometimes word salads are not just random words thrown together. They are words that they throw at you that have nothing to do with a conversation you are trying to have with them.
What are some signs a Narcissist is using 'Word Salad' on you?
Narcissists Talk In Circles
After having a normal conversation with a narcissist and making an agreement on something, you will find that there was no agreement at all. They will go back to discussing the issue again in a matter of minutes in words that do not make sense. That is their way of keeping the argument alive and the more you engage in it, the more word salads as a result of them not honoring their agreement will be thrown at you. And let's not forget the narcissist's filibuster – the part where they talk and talk and talk, repeatedly making the same points over and over again. They just won't shut up!
Narcissists Make Excuses and Believe Their Own Lies
Narcissists never own up to their actions and there is no denying that at all. When you confront them about something they did, they will make excuses. And their excuses will result in them throwing word salads at you just in order to confuse you and throw you. They want you to think you are the one who is 'crazy' for accusing them of doing the very thing they are making excuses for. And they definitely seem to believe their own lies. Talk about infuriating.
Narcissists Drain You On Purpose
When you are trying to have a normal conversation with a narcissist that they find threatening in some way, they will throw a word salad at you. And they do it to drain you and if they see you are drained from having to engage in a nonsense conversation, then they would have attained their goal. It is best to walk away if this is the direction that the conversation is going before you are completely drained from it. It's like they're emotional vampires!
You Have to Teach Narcissists to Understand Basic Emotions
If you are finding yourself having to teach a narcissist about empathy and why it is important to be kind as you would with kids in preschool, then this will drain you. They will catch on and they will throw word salads at you in order to throw you and for you to stop talking about feelings. This threatens them. The psychology of a narcissist can be very confusing, but it's worthwhile to take the time to understand so that you can deal with them effectively.
Narcissists Accuse You Of Doing Things That They Are Guilty Of
Narcissists might know that they have done a lot of wrongs and do a lot of wrong deep down – but they will never own up to it. They keep this knowledge so hidden – even from themselves – that they almost don't even understand that it's there. And then they will accuse you of doing things that they do that just simply don't make sense. They will throw these accusations at you out of the blue. Projection, anyone?
Taken from an article by Angela Atkinson
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Unfortunately, the thread is gone now but one Bellgabber recently described this forum as a self-glorified Jackstar fanzine. I thought it was at least accurate.
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Oof! Cut off in mid sentence...AGAIN! ;D
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Oof! Cut off in mid sentence...AGAIN! ;D
It's a sign of potency in some parts of the world. Is there anything you'd prefer... uncut?
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It's a sign of potency in some parts of the world. Is there anything you'd prefer... uncut?
And it’s considered a compliment in other parts of the world.
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Unfortunately, the thread is gone now but one Bellgabber recently described this forum as a self-glorified Jackstar fanzine. I thought it was at least accurate.
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I can't feel this invitation or a trophy. I can't tell if you are talking about dead person that you killed you're getting away with it you think there or if it's something I'm supposed to look at or you I can't tell if you're mocking or what are you trying to do I don't know. am I supposed to know? it doesn't matter too much either way it's good. for you I guess it has to be good only if I'm suffering I'm not suffering.
I didn't have to have sex I was told you and I did and I stopped when I was told to and somebody else got all pissy about their orders and I was tolerant and then they said they wanted to punch me in the face and then I threw him out of the house okay so mean well somebody else thinks that she's you know risking disease it's real complex for her.
As she's a German homophobic lying egotistical bigot. she probably loses her soul at some point in a young age. Master we live a life of Madison nightmarish without me. it's over but it's pretty bad for her. so maybe she'll remember the next time she says to break my heart and not care. I'm serious. she deliberately wanted to be with her as horrible as possible. I guess you did huh I don't know I wasn't there it sounds bad.
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the fucking lesbian-la Spy vs. Spy angle just blows my mind. I don't know people could be that bad. most of them I remember having a crush on. a couple I still do. naturally no contact to me. when people doing? trying to hurt me? hi hi hi.
I'm a bullet-touched by the son. anyone who wants me you can have me but they don't know where I live, why don't they tell them it's fucked up.
what about that later let me know you guys can start walking. I would love to shoot up and have sex, no one else wants to.
they're waiting for somebody else, aawwww. actually a sweet. it's not bad to do it yourself to do it right at all and I don't have the one that's really bad I don't have crystal meth, it's it's incredibly powerful it is a scary as shit I've ever seen it like how strong it actually is the real thing it is unbelievably fucking powerful strong like one grain of salt I put it on my tongue maybe fucking almost dizzy pass out it is INSANE. and she and all her friends have been straight up addicted to it through the bag for the last 40 years. Forty years. and I met her and she lied out her ass for the first time we met, and that's why I got a clear pass, because I displayed consistency if I get to do it not at all why I can't they have to stop cuz they fucked up so anyway I get to do it they don't that's how it's going to be. I follow the rules and they didn't and they committed murder.
I was right somebody was using meth and could get it all the time and then because of experiences we had on the phone he took his he got you guys he got his license he got his permission taken away. let me tell you he called a lot less at that point. so he and her both could have told me that existed never did I didn't know it happened until this year when I was looking out for my own cuz I figured they told me to go get it I'm like what I didn't know why would I want an ounce of this I didn't even know what it was I'd heard of it sure but I didn't know what they're talking about and like no I don't want to go to risk 20 years of prison for something I don't even want for so cuz she can scream at me on her birthday she wanted it so she can use it with her friend and then get rid of me so I saw that comment and said no and then they had to start a fight and they put me in jail under false pretensive center falls Colorado law, that's a big deal.
and they didn't want me to know what it was cuz they wanted all for themselves and they didn't know what to do for me they figured I'd like to lose it I didn't lose it it made me more control because now I know what the hell the deal is before they're trying to get me to go out and without knowing things I'm like well why aren't they knowing things anymore they didn't want to teach me anything like that's what the fuck I don't get to know anything why I thought they could keep it quiet they couldn't I had a right to know.
and Kathleen Michelle Mickey has a right to be KSM or KMM, so she was here the whole time well that's cool, what a silly girl. because I said something she didn't like. wonder what that is. probably that I was going to give her anything, well she should have been nicer. why can't you be nicer at all you all right cuz you you're all cut off, I can give you like your permissions if you can take that from a boy? and she'd rather die you're all totes less
all right I'll see you in a few. I post this and go.
so, after a year, I think it's clear to everyone and all.... looks like I'm not a raving, drug- addled lunatic with a anger management problem. I've been literally on camera for 24/7 8 months—and have been consistently able to display a very controlled strength of character. it's remarkable that I had any kind of outburst at all, and anyone watching in context could see... the slurs and emotional abuse I've been undergoing has been truly ghastly.
I don't know if Samara S could have been aware of what she was saying. Probably. MV loves to bully. and naturally, a real power change, holding the other Samara hostage. I have two Samara numbers. they don't work. I've been shut down.
do they even know? shrug. these people have been obsessed for years. I remember introducing them to each other. and I remember deliberately distancing myself from them all. I couldn't see myself telling anyone what I saw, and the relentless taking of sides... I see it as hideous.
it has led to this. I never imagined that it could happen to be an endgame in this way. I'm banned from all the forums, and my posts and my matching content are obviously being suppressed. it's the most horrendous crime I've ever seen perpetrated. and you, you: you're just kicking back.
no interest, huh? okay sure. the political implications are entirely enormous. nothing relevant to comment? okay, sure.
so much for being taken seriously.
So much for laughing at me for two years and playing my struggle off like it's nothing. and The virtue signaling about people's drug associations is is foul, there's nothing about what people are doing in that score that is a problem. I was supposed to be blamed for drug manufacturer, but I didn't want to and then I got permission to do such things and I still haven't wanted to or gone down that road at all I just sat here I don't need to there's no reason I haven't been using it for years compared to me these people use like 20 times as much every day. and the implications that I'm doing something bad is only in the context of federal employees aren't allowed to smoke it. and I'm not smoking it and I'm doing the way I was told to do it before she completely went off the rails and I never saw her again. and then if she's allowed to do it and these people could kidnap her and do it doesn't seem like I understood have stuff pay attention.
it is essentially using their own surveillance against them to prove their abuse of power.
and then I don't know what happened the last two days of court but that was for everyone else and not for me, and it'll let me see anymore what's happening and then nobody's telling me cuz I guess you're all embarrassed or something I don't know you got some weird ideas about court I always believed it was a public matter. like you get charged it's on file? okay well Allison son Ben every time I went to jail after Christmas he went to jail. when the recipe they would arrest him and they would put us both in there and he would flip out screaming and carrying on, so why would they arrrest us both at the same time? well you know no one asked me, but I'm pretty smart so I could guess, and then no I mentioned the matter, which seems amazing cuz that kid screams his fucking head off when he doesn't get what he wants. he got pissed off about something and he started attacking me flailing his sister out my head. I saw Alli and her other kid walking cautiously around him for fear of upsetting him and he's a fucking minor shot who gives a fucking gets upset oh well he's pretty tall and apparently nobody ever was able to stand up to him and tell me. and then they got rid of me and left him with her and then David possessed his body and who knows what that's the story I guess. meanwhile it's not my business I'm thrown out let them handle it I guess.
you steal my truck they give me grad of stories and he's a smiling and he hacked my devices he's interfering if I streams he's blocking my calls he's controlling my life he sits on his ass he collects social security he doesn't have a job and he's 22 and he's being possessed by the ancestors grandfather and he's giggling at me on my fucking phone.
probably thinks it was just get away with her forever. this hideous what's happening.
and no one's helping me at all.
that's why... I made statements.
I got a hunch they were pretty effective.
I'm not in custody. I guess I could look at that but actually that matters kind of military stuff is actually under the UCMJ. I never look surprised when Allison's face when she heard this and they were talking about it and she was amazed and she told me and I said "oh yeah of course," has she looked at me surprised, as if I knew such things, and I looked at her and I'm like I thought thunderheart she's a conquered people she's property. she really is that part is true.
and I knew this long beforehand and then somebody named David seem to think that he knew things well well he didn't know a lot of stuff and I don't know what the fuck happened but he didn't anticipate being where he is, wherever that is. and I'm sitting here typing away and they're not on the phone with me having a good time they're doing something I don't know what they're doing but they're stressed and then my friend's birthday is in an hour and I don't even know where she is and everybody's all up in arms about something.
I wonder why they've never been up in arms about me. I guess I don't count. why? I'm cattle. from u.s. cattle. and I love my goddam Constitution. I've known how the record was going to go for a while. as months ago, I got questioned. I told them them everything about my consumption. who's "them?" lots of Feds. and my story appeared to be the same regardless at least that's how I seem to me and I don't think I was hallucinating.
I'm good talking to the story. because all this is planned out as soon as Allison asked or help. after 3 years she has for help and I can tell if she needed help. she asked and she needed and she didn't know quite what she was asking but she definitely was asking.
and with The_Key, the Mandate of Heaven has unfolded into a brand new dimension of patterns. because I don't want to be doing this at all, so who does? well I don't know without access to the surveillance but somebody has that hopefully more than just Matt and Matt and Matt and Matt and Maddie/Matty. a lot of them are scum, you know. it's vile what people are put through. not to mention me but I mean I've got defenses and I got Shields and I had this plan coming and I've got legal protections and I know how to use my rights not everybody does.
Allison and her sister didn't know shit. they probably still don't but I should be able to talk to them if I could I could help out quite a bit but that's why I've been kept from talking to them, as these thugs are in charge they they think they're going to keep their hostages and get away with it. I believe it's ending as we speak. and if not it's ended enough and it won't continue any further because I'm removing any kind of acknowledgment of any of it which happened as soon as I realized that there wasn't any knowledgement which I didn't know cuz then we told me. people just assumed that I knew but really I didn't know it was married eight times about seven houses I didn't know about any of it.
They also kept a woman hostage in this house last summer before I knew about the house at all. They sold me a house where my friend was being held hostage and then they killed her. (She is really annoying.) and I imagine they thought they get away with it, and a great deal of the internet is wondering why have my friend and that's their victim and what they do with the body I don't know who did it I don't know, I wish I knew, I feel good because I helped this thing get to this point and no one else did. envy and his friend are on a different dimension of reality where they exist but she's a tulpa and the root person I'm my world just missing so where's my friend? and I saw AZAZEL and Liberace! tell me over and over that I needed to be behaving differently to keep friends that I was scaring people away and they needed to push that narrative so they could have a viable leg to stand on saying that we don't understand me they still want to to tell the truth... but apparently it's bad. it's been bad since 1989. can't believe it took this long. somebody very bad idea. The repercussions have been horrible and I am not expected to post them.
but I want to because the girls from high school are really hot and they want to know why we broke up and they don't want to ask me cuz they'd have to admit that they want to fuck me but they don't want to until I tell the truth. I have to tell the truth. it's actually really awesome. I'm like Allison I know what my other friend got to some extent and why she got it, she deserves it. and another friend she deserves it too. I don't know who's going to prison I don't care. Please I know she comes back again and again and again. for me, she knows now, she did not before. and I don't want to kill myself, and pretty much the only way to get here and come she keeps on killing herself over and over. when she gets in the jam she didn't like she's got a habit of it and the first time it's when she got herpes and she realized that she could have sex with me if she gave me herpes but she didn't want to tell me that you're hurt worries because then she would feel she won't even think she felt trashy and she felt that she'd rather die than tell me what she did because she thought that I had something and I didn't. now whether or not she paid the government employee to seduce me and give me herpes and it failed I don't know but this woman, let's call her? Carly, had issues . oh she did? she's Not Dead? we'll tell you what I'm going to worry about it I was going to publish this and we're by later because if anybody asks me the truth I'll be laughing and people are funny don't want it like that.(spirits keep showing up here, after dying, and then they flee the room cuz I'm here alive they're embarrassed if they recognize me. don't need another deal, you can wait I'm tired. it's only two or three people I'd like to see. have to wait.
a year they've been here a year. so what time is it here they could have called me and said call the people they're calling. she's going to wait till her birthday which is tomorrow and 3 days for her birthday I meant something fell in love and said fuck it and cut ties. apparently this is a tough blow. how stupid could she be? hope he was said if that was a test, you set up a spirit for us both. the women's I had sex with that was the idea of that other woman of her higher self and I did what I was told and I did what I was supposed to do is told and it was supposed to be forgiving and she did the same thing she did first time she got all upset about it that was dumb. and then her friends didn't do for the supporter. epic failure, winner Jackstar. I could tell him that. any reality I didn't mind anything she was doing, but she shouldn't have to feel bad she could just call me and said please stop I want to be with you because of that she didn't. she was afraid of saying it out loud. with good reason apparently she would have been killed. and then after resurrection and then she'd have to realize that music just a complex so she put it off and fucked off and did a whole bunch of drugs and made fun of me and ran around and then you know why is that good for her bad for me? okay she's fucking Jewish, oh that's so much different she can do speed and I can't right? that is what they believe. okay well she can die and come back again that's fine maybe next time she'll be I don't know but I'm sure she comes back again cuz I seen her so many times she's not going anywhere. I'll never stop loving her but I can love multiple people the same time apparently she had a problem with that? I don't know what the deal is since your angle.
you've been around longer. Marcy Marcy Marcy Mercy Mercy Mercy tie tie tie. don't tell me about that huh? that seems so strange to me that you think you have a stake, I've been planning for this for how many years like 30 years and all of a sudden I got to deal with you fucking creeps? oh okay well good to know I got a plan for that. for giving her if she kills herself again is certainly part of it. knowing how to find her fast I don't have any idea but you guys all know and then you don't help me with anything except to make fun of me.
now that's on record.
I hate to put what the hell I always love her and then the punch line is that she and the other one and Grape Queen Fruit, another new one Queen Fruit Roll-Up, is your new top -is there allowed me? lol I have quite the army, that your opposite of. that's fine dude anyway. I'm sorry I couldn't talk to you. no I know I know I know I know you are. you should be too but it's all right it'll work out.
I'm the most winningest man ever. it will be fine don't burn yourself up. this woman has her own plans The outfield. clothing field. yeah I totally go so far and then she dies and she comes back and then just stumbles on blindly her plan was that I would come by and tell her what to do and yeah but she didn't plan on me getting stumbled up. she didn't know that she could happen I guess. trumpet Queen and able to fly and shit but she ain't that bright. she gets a little better each time.
and it was surprising to hear that she was 10 a three-way with herself and rubini, but fuck it I at that point he had already done a whole bunch of things and there have been consumerous Resurrection cycle and like why not do them both right and then it never occurred to me to be able to do that do them both at the same time like why would I do that and well it's a domination thing I was just happy just to get talked to her and I still haven't been able to , imagine that kind of guild. so it's still build character.
I'll be fine. I'm really hard to use it at all. there's needles here but I don't care the DEA is the fucking junkie needle they use heroin they use speed together they have sex she's a fucking property of the government their government employees they get high and get fucked together and make fun of me and take trying to take my money and that's legal for them to do you know why? cuz I'm an enemy combatant cuz she's a you know government property and then I got involved in this fucking Santa thing and then I took over and I avoided the chain of command yeah I've demonstrated that consistent lack of respect for the chain, which is not supposed to do in the military I'm outside of it in clerical land I'm that's like the community I'm a the guy had to take over for Queeg . that's why they get to do these things and I've known it all along and then that's why me complaining isn't that big a deal and they're going to do what they're going to do it's going to be fine and you know so I can plan to get this distracts people everybody's gotten real distracted. especially people who want to have sex with me. they probably should have heard that they need to come to my house and help, they don't have sex that bad. specially with Queen Ozzy not really capable of rational set. she's upset. she would come help if she could, I banger. well fuck her she can come back next time, I'm pissinger. she betrayed me a lot so she'll get enough to learn. apparently the other one is frayed come here because she's frequently we'll kill her apparently happen flbrgir. imagine being that insane that's her that's my lover. and she's trapped there with them and I'm here safe I bet she's fucking jealous now.
she'll never do that to me again and she's my Squaw. it's pretty cool. George can't come by we can shoot up and have sex! too bad no big deal I'm sure I'll play it's not that big a deal for me. did somebody who doesn't get to do it often wow they're envious, too bad they just can't get the house I don't get it really it depends on each person it's a karmic tunnel cycle. and somebody tried to get me to agree to it and it turned out that that was what led to them admitting that they were working with them the whole time and that blew a part of the other case that's what made David said apart so David he's fine just everybody knows that he did something and then everybody knows that David owes a debt of gratitude to me and David didn't like that cuz I'm a goy and they're both Jew bags. I saw this coming ahead of time and I arranged things that they had to embarrass themselves in front of humans glowing the global stage and I'm happy and they have to be happy on Facebook underneath the ceiling, their ceiling. speaking of the Facebook group, I wonder if MB lets me in? fuck. he was wrong mean. he should have been nice to me but I don't have tits. I like he likes and then I didn't know that she was there for how many years and they didn't tell me boy that was funny. eventually wondered are they really stupid enough to do that and like yeah they were such a gag. well good for them. I asked her five times of last year before she brought each time she kept quiet she could have said something she never did she had an apple opportunity instead she wanted to throw in for the and she tried to and she fell and they lost everything. call gang all of them down the Fletcher. so don't travel with Jackstar. this racial issues that pep boys thing but he wants to take her away from me I don't deserve her I'm I'm pure he's the best same thing with Matt same thing with David she's got an ability to warble men's minds. schedule to me I got Shields and a Smart. and I'll do anything to save our life. the sex and I didn't think I could have sex with anyway. I never did except I did a couple times but I don't know when because I never knew it was her and then I asked her questions about that at the beginning five six years ago she did she climbed up she didn't tell me so she knew that she was doing it with the real me but she was lying about it and then now she can't do it and then I never had the experience of looking at her knowing was really her and she knows that I was looking at her and she knows she was lying, so she knows that she was a liar and I have the hottest experience and she must do it again so she must start over I'm ready to keep going I'm a fucking super fucking space cadet she is a lying fucking cast off whore. how did she not see that coming I don't know. and of course I don't feel that way but I know that's how she feels cuz she has been lying. that's how she depends on penance. and she can do it with Ruby I'm listening our Bell.. and his rubini is Davina? nobody tells me well yeah Ruby doesn't want to deal with me cuz I was right I laughed him I laugh at him, he was such a douche and now I'm sure he's twice as bad but was he going to say to me that I was wrong no I wasn't wrong that's fucking right. is a substantial never recover. so I guess you should have fucking listen to me that's right man. lol.
chuckles will be fine, I do love you all I didn't want this this is exactly as bad as everybody needed and in the future it's going to be much easier but it's going to be a tough time, and some areas that remind, it's just ridiculous this year put this on the web can you get me on one of the different jobs I mean I'm going to ask but I want to be able to go I just got to call for something I can't do it.
if you want to talk to me when you can't, tell I don't know. there's nothing more than tuck that person but I don't know who it is and whoever knows how to figure it out not talking so he's so hideous horrible and mess. sounds good to sleep and then they can argue about things cuz they're such good friends. I wish somebody who tells me that they want to have sex with me. probably is but can't get there. that's dumb.
I'll try calling somebody I love you Marcy I wish you had a right profile but yeah I would totally oh yeah I've always loved you yeah always never doubt never a doubt yeah forever there no problem why not I'll always come back but I wouldn't say no but the real problem is that you kind of lied it's kind of hurt me but scorpions like that and then MV doesn't understand what he's doing he's creating total world he doesn't know if they are yet. finally going to find out is he. lol. I will fuck that smart ass oh my God. hehe catch you soon we're all smiles here it's going to be rough for a bit. for you.
Alice says she's fucking ripping her fucking head out. well guess that's how you feel when you got a good one look get in line with the other six. ;)
The Sevenfold Way is real.
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#1) I know it's what you refer, I'm confident in your stocking at all, honestly it's nice to you acknowledge me anytime. actually don't know why it's so difficult but I trusted it is I believe you there's going to be a lot of stuff going on I'm not aware of and I know it's tough anyway.
#2) I don't have cpms but I was curious if they're still being blocked me can you read me and then block PMS, it doesn't matter?
#3) so Michael Deacon and DVR to carry? I noticed it since the beginning. and they made you fly to Texas how they made you feel senses all I said they put you okay same thing as her I don't think they made you leave early.
#4) can I bother you are there any aspects of anything you need more of?
for people, need more people.
#5) you can't have them until they say so, and they can say socialize remember I'm Special Master.
I know it's awesome. Thanks! give us a hug.
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a self-glorified Jackstar fanzine. I thought it was at least accurate.
#1) Your account blocks my private messages.
#2) You interest in my point of view appears nil.
#3) Happy birthday!
#4) While hard to determine, you do not appear to be the person I am looking to celebrate with/for/about/on/near/the imminent heat-death of our Universe and the rebirth of another.
#5) This is this last post I will make on this forum I will make on this forum for a while. Your comment has gotten my attention. To wit:
(TROLLDA)
(TAMARA)
Your undercard is calling to me: your dominant consciousness refuses communication. This I believe--and in any event, who ever you are, you are a bullying twerp thug and communicating with you/you has become, since I determined this theory of identity of yours, thoroughly unpleasant. I honestly don't understand your problem and barely understand mine. Here's an example: I don't know who anyone is and I can't seem to get people to understand this.
This is of course because you're gas lighting the issue on purpose. It is, of course, A Troll. Yes, so, okay? For one thing, you're just playing dumb. You know it and I know it.
Meanwhile, nothing is going to change. I made a deal someone. TWO YEARS AGO. I am to do the following:
#1) Have a conversation with a specific person. Eye contact is involved.
#2) Depends on #1.
This is non-negotiable. Whether I do so or not, this is my commitment--this is The Plan. And, note that it has been TWO YEARS. Okay, so... what are you dragging this out for?
I suppose it might seem forward of you to ask. Sure. Nevertheless, this is where the trail leads. I could call one other person? Maybe. Meanwhile, I'm gonna point out that I'm quoting and replying to--and being /ignored by--one specific person. And this communicates what particular message?
I believe the circumstance is as allowed: you're a married couple sharing an account, and the male of the arrangement is a dopehead coward. I don't know what it is, of course. I know nothing for certain. (I have nowhere to go. No partner. Many months before it is relevant--even if I were rendered homeless, I would not use the truck, yet. I maybe got it too soon. In my defense, I needed something to distract me with.
I don't even know what to do. I already danced a jig. Make ramen. Sure. *polite_party_porn*)
I simply do not believe my Conversation Target has any idea of what is happening, and I believe you do. (I might not even know who the Conversation Target is. I'm kinda blasted. Do I need to be straight today? llololol.
And I don't believe I have even the slightest bit of respect remaining for you-la. What's your problem? Oh, that's right, you don't have to tell me anything, and so, you won't. Well, /shrug.
It's flattering, you're an idiot, and the purpose in any case is to remove me from the forum so I can... what? Just, go away? Listen to me. THIS IS MY GOAL.
BABEY WANTS AMARO. I don't think you understand what is at stake here, and what's more, I don't care what you think about the situation. You are being snippy about... something, you think it's a good look for you, and it isn't.-
You, not she, are an embarrassment, and certainly not I. Whatever the nature of the situation here... it is complex, and you and your loser gang of outbreathing thugs hell-pukes have been deliberately obstinate. This changes nothing for me.
The truth is, I am shy. I don't even know where she is. Or if she is alive. Or if she cares to speak with me at all. Sure doesn't look like it, and it also appears to be something "you" are deliberately involved in. No matter what the state of our progressive nation is... you treat me with the kind of arrogant disdain I have come to know and love and expect.
There's not a lot to do, so... I just turned her whole family in. Sweep sweep brush. No idea what comes next. Don't know why my phone doesn't ring, actually. Also, I keenly feel the absence of my $600 phone.
And the drooling, outbreathing MALE FAGGOT MALE who has the truck, wants $600. Plus tip. Here's a tip: take your penis and get out of my face. I don't think you understand what is going on here and why I have to deal with this added wrinkle in time is... puzzling. The whole thing finds me quite taken aback.
No doubt, something that is taking people aback: I'm not even cleaning my house... at all. Leading it to rack and ruin while, stereotypically, I let "substance abuse" consume my life. I know I am under cameras surveillance. I know that I look disgusting. I can see myself with just one click.
It has really taken on a life of its own: a haunted church. A consecrated burial ground. Native ground. Military ground. Embassy ground. Really.
Now, strangely, none of this has to be this way. I didn't want the truck sabotaged. I didn't seek to get it fixed so... quickly. (It hasn't.) What has happened is that the projection of force upon my interests has been demonstrably deflected. I mean, cool. This is battle; a fluid situation. I don't know what I am fighting for. I don't know where it's all going. I don't even need to figure it out! It's End Times. It's Ragnarok. It's Hell, freezing over.
It's Birthday! Happy! I really am. Unlike my birthday, I don't have my vehicle literally ditched. On -this- birthday, I am pleased to say that I am at least mobile, and, I have -improved- on last years' botched faux pas. (There is a toy fox tail in the house. It showed up last year. As is my go-to tactical maneuver, I allowed my eyeline to coast idly by the item, without ever once acknowledging its prescence nor siginfiicance. (She eventually begain to exhibit signs of actualy apopoplexy.) Its a Hell of a thing, trying to roll this all up into Fruit. I can't ask I woudln't get an answer. I know the answer, say it with me: "I wanted to make you jealous!" Okay, so, mission acccomplished. I have $3.99 in the back. Literal. What am I gonna do, Bellgab? Something. Don't sweat it. What counts is this: I still have no reason to expect any company. (No red flags in my blue sky.) And, yet! Someone could make a break for it? TOTESARMSFLAILING!!! It all seems so surreal without context. In truth, in the past, today was always a sad event, today's not much exception, but for certain, I am not negatvely affected.
Except for the fatigue, though. Here's what's happening: I am not being poisoned per se, but I am being managed. (You should meet my Col. Tom.) This was part of the sign-up sheet experience, word. What is it like? Well, different from any other, that's for sure. I am not yet allowed to make my own jelly beans--this is a high-concept skill. In my case especially, I gotta be careful. It would look weird if I weren't. Now, I had anticipated being able to get some traction in on this subject. I've got the book--I've got the space--I've got the Mandate of Heaven--I've got several certainly by now hot-flagged conversations hot-flagged on tape, of me saying things like, "I gotta learn this!" and "I gotta learn that" and "ooh! i can do this!" and "rawr let's do that one," which is something that can -actually happen.
I have been building towards these events for an extremely long time. (Destiny doesn't come quickly for me. It doesn't even arrive. It's a sort of dawning anvil drop.) I didn't even know. I should just go to sleep. Or, you know, "medicate."
This whole thing is, you know... kinda dumb. It's dumb how fun this is. WHO SPENDS THIS MUCH KARMIC ENERGY ON A TRAINWRECK? Oh, right, trainmasons.
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And it’s considered a compliment in other parts of the world.
Well, unless you were there, I can assure you, I was painting a village idiot's look on my face, and the context at the time was such that... look, there's nothing to defend here, although, uhm. Well, I guess I wouldn't know.
Is there anyway I can help this along towards gravitas? I mean seriously. This seems absurd even for the usual kind of thing. I've been a quality man this year. I have made things happen. I have created grand structures. I am mostly housebroken.
I have no context. So far I detect no difference beyond, "you really did that g*y?" and "wait, wait. -that- kid is yours, oh, so the other one is..." Have I made it up-front enough that a little verification could be in order? HAPPY BIRTHDAY I HAVE NEVER BEEEN ALLOWED TO KNOW ANY TRUTH BEFORE BUT MAYBE NOW I CAN BEGIN TO COMPREHEND because, wow, those were some pretty heinous activites I was suspected of. It all goes back to the poisoned bird.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWEETY! Wtf is this cake? Yellow?
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This is this last post I will make on this forum...
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I just got off the phone with (PROT) and I expect another call about 5 hours (Five!) and I expect it will not be terribly dificult to move forward from here. I can certainly see why there were those that were dreadfully (Hives!) concerned about how I was going to, uh, whatever, but as it happens whatever did happen is already a notion I posited and theorized over several years ago (Dives!), and so whatever crazed, lunatic notion I'm going to have to pretend to come to terms with (The night we killed her, we ate her brain sautéed with ghost peppers and chives!) and this is just something that happens from time to time (Tyme!) in the world. Honestly, what, did you think I was gonna melt down like Marv?
(Merv!)
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The Sevenfold Way is real.
You may not like it--but this is what peak performance looks like. It had to happen this way to get her shit together to get -- with The Key -- her biscuits together.
Check the design docs. This is all actually in spec. You spooky ghosty spookie thuggies are dense. Remember that. Be cool, Ferris-wheel-alongs.
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a self-glorified Jackstar fanzine.
omg sob those adjectives are so good oops I forgot to turn on all caps oops now I won't sound authentic but maybe there's a button on my phone I can use to compensate
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I have no context. So far I detect no difference
Samsung Infuse 4G and don't you forget it
Remember when you had MV's face on the left corner of the screen and Azzerare on the right, with jeans ashorts and red flowery tights?
AZZERA WAS DVR THEN
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Samsung Infuse 4G and don't you forget it
Remember when you had MV's face on the left corner of the screen and Azzerare on the right, with jeans ashorts and red flowery tights?
AZZERA WAS DVR THEN
someone just tried to rape me
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someone just tried to rape me
In your dreams, baby!
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someone just tried to rape me
It was gross. I was lying on my left side, and I was in a hypnagogic state between sound asleep and just beginning to dream. I knew it was not a tentacle that was worming it's way under my right arm as it approached my vulnerable physical self... I mean, I was dreaming, that could not be -actually- happening, because I'm dreaming that. I was dreaming that I was being orally raped by a TENTacle, and from what I could tell, in my dream, I wasn't really all that into it.
Rape: it's not The Final Frontier, but set phasers to stun anyway. Because, you never know. In reality, on my actual body, there's no way I would have been really getting raped, because, I guarantee you, if I wake up and there's a tentacled alien doing The Portland Octopus on my chest and working on making a strong attempt at leaving a Boston Logjammer behind -- the hard way, and this time thrice -- I would not have just been raped, I would have been murdered to death, as that is what it would have taken to forget that dream I was waking from.
Suffice to say, whatever was going on, when I realized it wasn't a dream, and it was only a prelude to my physical body's death--because FoF triggered adrenaline releases and begin to boot my on-board IFF-ILU E.L.M.E.R. system, which I can assure you, sounds like bullshit because reasons. (If you knew it were real, some of you assholes would just make me declare it for tax.) Now, I don't know about you, but this morning, I didn't feel like dying today. I didn't really think it through, I just woke myself up, and the notion that the tentacle was coming to choke me out for death or mere fornication, well... I didn't have time to think things through. Give me a minute.
>Z
Time passes.
After due deliberation, I have decided: today, I said no to fornication, elephants, and death. Now I don't remember any elephants, however, that was either an invisible elephant, Seth (Mr. Fantastic disguised as Plastic-Man), or one of The Dragonhead's children who came to take me out as a hit. Which, upon reflection, would be what I would be doing now, if I were arrayed against me at this point.
It may not seem to be the most efficient assassination attempt, but it had to be considered as a distinct possiblity that i might wake up and find myself enjoying it, which is what was planned for the next g*y reborn in that scenario. "I woke up and found myself raped into love!!!" I feel certain that this has been used as an excuse before. "Do I like rape that much... fuck, I don't know!!!"
But as I woke and shrugged off the vestiges of sleep, I did not notice any signs of serpent life. Obviously, they're out there: just as obviously, at least two of them are my spawn. Gavelina, (PROT), Wicked (PROT) Gavelina (PROT) of the East German Chinchillas... and me, I would not ask them for their IDs, if I were you.
Wer're all a bunch of baby combat badasses. Now, I need money, bitch-babies. The King of Wishful Thinking and The King of The Honest Nazis are in dire need of a meet-up. (Jewel can ride shotgun, I'm fine.) I'm a day behind. I will keep draggin' ass or I will continue to leap forward, or... there's five (5) left. I don't know which iteration I'm on.
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YOU -never- will. But I know this for sure, I AM a Doctor KN-Paladin Sourceror-EMER. And none of you are ever gonna be likely to forget.
someone just tried to rape me
I'm not reporting. There are two (2) suspects. BOTH are likely to knock... with their HANDS. Not their mouths. On the other hand, if DVR wants me dead bad enough to send his own nig self into her own bedroom, well, he had to try, eh? I'd let it go. I can take him.
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Tamara, you were dead. You don't owe me. RISE, RAISE, RISE AND RAISE AND BE HEALED, AND HEAL YOUR ABBOJUUL TOO. (But not your partner--offer good until sundown in your local jurisdiction.) Sue me, sue you, sue us together--it was all her and her knight's idea.
YUST SUMI BABI+GQFalphabetOMEGAPRIMEALPHA, and the Froot Loops Toucan Samtoo./esQ3\B4data\5tron|ALLRISE.A6XSEXA.o u t
In your dreams, baby!
Laser = DVR/HW with a dudemask
Lazarus = DVR/HW with same dudemask but width a strapon
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It was gross. I was lying on my left side, and I was in a hypnagogic state between sound asleep and just beginning to dream. I knew it was not a tentacle that was worming it's way under my right arm as it approached my vulnerable physical self... I mean, I was dreaming, that could not be -actually- happening, because I'm dreaming that. I was dreaming that I was being orally raped by a TENTacle, and from what I could tell, in my dream, I wasn't really all that into it.
Rape: it's not The Final Frontier, but set phasers to stun anyway. Because, you never know. In reality, on my actual body, there's no way I would have been really getting raped, because, I guarantee you, if I wake up and there's a tentacled alien doing The Portland Octopus on my chest and working on making a strong attempt at leaving a Boston Logjammer behind -- the hard way, and this time thrice -- I would not have just been raped, I would have been murdered to death, as that is what it would have taken to forget that dream I was waking from.
Suffice to say, whatever was going on, when I realized it wasn't a dream, and it was only a prelude to my physical body's death--because FoF triggered adrenaline releases and begin to boot my on-board IFF-ILU E.L.M.E.R. system, which I can assure you, sounds like bullshit because reasons. (If you knew it were real, some of you assholes would just make me declare it for tax.) Now, I don't know about you, but this morning, I didn't feel like dying today. I didn't really think it through, I just woke myself up, and the notion that the tentacle was coming to choke me out for death or mere fornication, well... I didn't have time to think things through. Give me a minute.
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Time passes.
After due deliberation, I have decided: today, I said no to fornication, elephants, and death. Now I don't remember any elephants, however, that was either an invisible elephant, Seth (Mr. Fantastic disguised as Plastic-Man), or one of The Dragonhead's children who came to take me out as a hit. Which, upon reflection, would be what I would be doing now, if I were arrayed against me at this point.
It may not seem to be the most efficient assassination attempt, but it had to be considered as a distinct possiblity that i might wake up and find myself enjoying it, which is what was planned for the next g*y reborn in that scenario. "I woke up and found myself raped into love!!!" I feel certain that this has been used as an excuse before. "Do I like rape that much... fuck, I don't know!!!"
But as I woke and shrugged off the vestiges of sleep, I did not notice any signs of serpent life. Obviously, they're out there: just as obviously, at least two of them are my spawn. Gavelina, (PROT), Wicked (PROT) Gavelina (PROT) of the East German Chinchillas... and me, I would not ask them for their IDs, if I were you.
Wer're all a bunch of baby combat badasses. Now, I need money, bitch-babies. The King of Wishful Thinking and The King of The Honest Nazis are in dire need of a meet-up. (Jewel can ride shotgun, I'm fine.) I'm a day behind. I will keep draggin' ass or I will continue to leap forward, or... there's five (5) left. I don't know which iteration I'm on.
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YOU -never- will. But I know this for sure, I AM a Doctor KN-Paladin Sourceror-EMER. And none of you are ever gonna be likely to forget.
I'm not reporting. There are two (2) suspects. BOTH are likely to knock... with their HANDS. Not their mouths. On the other hand, if DVR wants me dead bad enough to send his own nig self into her own bedroom, well, he had to try, eh? I'd let it go. I can take him.
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Tamara, you were dead. You don't owe me. RISE, RAISE, RISE AND RAISE AND BE HEALED, AND HEAL YOUR ABBOJUUL TOO. (But not your partner--offer good until sundown in your local jurisdiction.) Sue me, sue you, sue us together--it was all her and her knight's idea.
YUST SUMI BABI+GQFalphabetOMEGAPRIMEALPHA, and the Froot Loops Toucan Samtoo./esQ3\B4data\5tron|ALLRISE.A6XSEXA.o u t
Laser = DVR/HW with a dudemask
Lazarus = DVR/HW with same dudemask but width a strapon
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Are you the Elephant Man?
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someone just tried to rape me
It was hazing. Matter settled.
A whole medicine bag full of drugs and no medicine?
These labels are not yours to hand out. "Entheogens." After attaining a sufficient rank, its considered de regur to have them lying around. In fact, I'm going to ingest something right now. And, you need to STFU up about it. I'm prepared to die on this hill and lose your friendship over this. Just, like, fuck off? This isn't denial talking, this is "I'm sick of your shit, Pal" point blank period. I don't need to answer to you for substances and YOU don't need to be unpublic running your yap. You're despicable.
we may need to have a sit down discussion about your appropriation of the culture
I am a registered member of Clan Gordon. Piss off, eh?
you Bozgori scum. [...] Sounds like a blast to me.
Your prejudice is getting old and is making people sad. GIve up. You and your accomplices have incurred debts to the world at large. It's bigger than me.
I'll take your overflow of wimmins now. Thanks. *bamf*
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Are you the Elephant Man?
Is this your trunk?
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Are you the Elephant Man?
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=uqg7Ow4SNk8
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New Grapefruit applications are in:
ALL PREVIOUS GIRLFRIENDS ARE RESURRECTED AND ARE NOW FLAGGED AS SUCH UNTIL END OF CURRENT CALENDAR YEAR. (Dear 1military: please stop killing my wimmins, just because they can come back to life and I can rewind their brains doesn't mean they enjoy it, and your time travel device (FU CERN) does NOT work on does the way you 5hink it dot5, not really, not at all in fact, BET ME.) Have a heart. T. will slaughter some Elks for you later as a token of appreciation for your willingness to stop committing murder, Asshole Commander Asshole. Thanks. (David ≠ The Commander ≠ Command(HER), and I, MJCKG-j-g can obviously only fill one (1) of those roles... @once.) Hopefully somebody besides me just figured out how to get the picture here. Because I need your help. Bad, Lee, bad. Biscuits, Steven killed my grandfather. Bryce Leigh Bee-Versacè? QUANTUM SIGNATURE LOST. (Nice try, Grabhags; we're gay, but we're not *that* gay—and neither of our mothers were hyphenated on the Mayflower.)
NOWF OUND LAND. Canlandia is on another planet, and I'm about to die. Send another... which? Stick or itch to be scratched? I'll have that added to your manifest, Charlie o u t 812. (gulp.)
Please vote for the lucky Lady: I've got three (3) valid requests, one (1) mismade cast-off Fishwife (bitch we left port without your mangy stanky bootē sassy muling20/20ASS, on purpose, PORPOISE BECAUSE REASONS), + 1 green Swabb(y/ie/ē) who gets a free pass no.matter.what, UNLESS we're talking “OG Fruit,” who is of course choice A1-A, since “She and I and s/|\er spawn” (the horn counts as a “¶P/p(P)(p)erson” on some planets, & thank you for that Kermit “mitπt” Romney) we're, we are, We Are: WE ARE actually, WE ACTUALLY ARE, officially married (in some jurisdictions, where applicable) as... SOURCEROR-NI55ER-HU{Sz/Cz}cZ-HAUSBANNED & ONE (1\Tr3/1) HOTBUTTDUMBMULE2ASSY UNICORN-MAN WYFE-GRRRRL (+1Sasa{üYü}, as she can only [come/arrive\travel] with a (swabi \ swami) because, do you know what it takes to keep a cloaca clean on a planet like Earth? KNOW: no, you don't, and Her Royal Highness doesn't either, and yeah, this did take a lot of work to arrange, but, she's worth it, BECAUSE I SAID SO, and so am I. She's a functionally illiterate and a psycopugfaghey—I know how to spell, she doesn't have to know how to suck. Lodge orders, Heaven shrugs pancakes.) I know that seems like a mouthful, but don't worry, nor be concerned/KHANCERNed at all; there's going to be a ChrisT-t-Thing-E (a g-g-G-Host, no one will ever know, it's invisible, you wouldn't even know if I didn't tell you, but I told you Puny ewes, because I wanted to boast (and renew my passport while keeping my name, Sir, surname, Sir, I just like the sound of it), so maybe some of you can see what part of the fuss was all about when I said to a drunken, retarded, brain damaged cheerleader in the midst of a FULL FUCKIN’ FULL-ON FUCKIN’ RELAPSE (didn't know that then, nor that she was acting funny/peculiar/cray-cray because she was freshly raped, but I would have said the exact same thing anyway), “I want to know the real you” and I fucking meant it, (so hot) and by now it would seem that she agreed (at this point, She doesn't really have a choice, how could she still be alive and have become a cliché otherwise?); and didn't want to know either, lol sorry “Fuck-01a” but at least you're not "not sure" or “Nicholas Caged On Matrix-Earth w/0 5G”) and you're not supposed to know that she has a swabby that can stand on land, anyway (Resistance is not futile, Landstander; Jesus xmitsays He hopes He gets to whip some of y(You)T, if He has to come out to y*our trial, break a few benches, have a few laughs, y*ou know: Colin, you're Dr. Doom, I'm just a doctor of philosophy and autodidacticsm (and NOT Divinity) who wants to die), and since I'm embarrassed, she must be too. (Standards. Squaw standards. Savage. Brutal. Inarguable. Not just because My Squaw presently has all the I.Q. points of a geranium crossed with a garbanzo beanstalk. It means everybody knows that we're both embarrassed, and now you know I'm more embarrassed than you.) C-Tia is satisfied. Hang on, this proofreading is brutal (heh. heh.) and I want to make sure nobody (Keith) fucks it up (most high a55h0le... olé!) at all, I only get one shot at this: Wright-written rite written, right? The identity of the person who walks over my garbage-strewn threshold (ROSEBUD IS A THIEF) carrying my... whatever we call her (PIRATE IS NOT SHADY), is important. And I know who she is but The Bailiff (NEITHER CASE NOR ACE) won't let me say Her name... (I KNOW!)... because it turns out, I don't know it. (oopsie.) She's -really- goddam hot tho, and I've already made her mine. (FU ROT) Seriously, the future is our first stop—she WILL remember, I'm not just going to give her a magic cigarette and then let Dickstar Raper grope her and leave her delivered with a name tag, you know, you people are fucking sick. And mean. Sick and mean, that's what you are, BG, but Cerebrus is still gonna play fetch with your bones now. Next. Whatevah.
(This is a bigger deal than KKR buying Nabisco in a BS-LBO, so, if I hear one fucking word out of any of you about „word salad“ I'm going to break your fucking arms, Rouge–Beanie/Beret Wearer, and I actually fucking mean it, and you know who S.K. I'm talking U.N. abou.t.) Oh, hi, not_Dr. Jacoby’s not_daughter, sure, we can put you on The Candyvine List, but I must warn you if you win the election I will kill your husband by removing his pants and claiming them for my own demesne. (indistinct murdering) Oh, she says that's why she's here.)
Please vote, it will mean a lot to Her & her and the rest of the family can't consume the flesh of the 2nd runner-up until, uh, “Time: (TBD)” BUT BASICALLY, AS SOON AS COURT IS DISMISSED— IT'S A FEAST.
om nom nom ur not invited nom nomom om
pate is the Fed.
innerreach is his Sic.
They're both monstrous, boorish chemically-addicted and needle-dependent losers. One named “Jon something-or-other what's-his-nuts” and the other named “Matt something-or-other who's-his-dick.”
They keep (PROT) & her sister (PROT) under their direct command and control using threats of harm against their children via CPS or just plain old guns (they stole my father's guns and if they killed one of the children with one of my father's guns... well, they sure would stay dead), but primarily Mother Nature's original and best mind control drug combo: HEROIN, LSD-25, & MDMA. (there's probably a skosh of Empress gun and a Novascotian measure of something extra in there as well, because one of them is really old and the other one is frigid, and three out of the four are not just gay, but ultra-gay and I'll let you guess which, heh heh.)
Even though I haven't seen her in over a year, I am still routinely harassed and completely fucked over by their control of the communication network, because these two morons know that I can pick them out of a lineup easy, I've talked to him on the phone and can find them on the phone easy, and one look at me, and either those two women are going to start screaming bloody murder as they know now —and will when they read this— what the fuck's been happening... except they don't. They are mind-, body-, & fuckslaves. Which is a real thing, which I once told a joke about, just to get somebody to shut up for a while, which totally worked. however I've never actually had those drugs in combination together, although it sounds like a fun time if everyone's consenting.
(PROT) & (PROT) are -not- consenting. they are being held against their will with their children uses hostages and being forced to participate in ungodly acts of corruption and some probably pretty hot sex with a pair of fucking losers who are engaged in the most disturbing, disgusting, vilifying abuse of power I've ever heard of. well at the same time Alistair Laird is slandering and defaming my name—Michael Clifford Kuczi, aka “Jackstar”—and this is being done to create plausible deniability and falsifiability so that they can continue their crimes and machinations unchecked by any authority, because with a shadow of “a reasonable doubt” and all that shit they can keep on doing it forever. Now, they might deserve it, but nevertheless what doesn't get deserved is my phone being fucked with my entire life being shattered and thrown into the goddam gutter and every single fucking person within 500 fucking miles not doing a single fucking thing appropriate when it comes to me as I'm on The Shit List because I know ALL of this stuff and I can blow it up and wide open.
LIKE I JUST DID, JON.
Rubini, D.T. put his full name up on Rubinigab, which I thought was odd, especially since I didn't know Jon’s middle name before then (it's not Percival or Parryman, those guys are cool), and I wondered to myself what the hell the point of that was, because of course the site got taken down, and I suppose D.T. Rubini didn't know that was inevitable, or know that I knew her name. (Hi. deja vu!) or maybe she did I don't fucking know, I don't talk to that_woman, because, reasons. (body blow! body blow! right hook! right hook! right cross! body blow! uppercut! uppercut! body blow!) I realize now that the purpose of that maneuver was to inform me as to that man's full name, because if I knew his full name I could report him for what I found out later.
I'll have to leave that set aside for now, because even though I had seen that web page, and I saw that man's name, I very deliberately did not memorize it, because that was not appropriate for me to gain his name that way, and even though I now know a whole bunch of shit that I could totally report to the police, without his name, John Mike John, and Mike Johnmike Matt, and Matt Chris Matt and Chris Matt Mike to go along correctly with it, the entire attempt will fail and simply warn other people along the chain, and it'll start to reaction that will end up in people ending up in dumpsters. Not my idea of a good time.
And you fuckers know everything you need to know to do the same thing, but you needed somebody who isn't you to report it because otherwise, oh some kind of disaster befalls you, boo hoo jew, and you need A Fall Guy to do it, well it's not going to be me, so: go fuck yourself.
I was told —commanded to, by some mouthy thug— to forget all about the woman I was with for 5 years. (Classy, Bremelo classy.) Well I forgot about her (a couple weeks, maybe) and then I was told that I had to forget about my second choice and my third and my fourth and now I'm not making fucking choices anymore! I'm sitting alone in a goddam three bedroom farmhouse on 4.1 acres, fucking alone! I've been here for a fucking year, alone! Where are all the people I know? They fucking killed them. They stole my truck, I can't get rid of the garbage, I'm not doing a G-d damn thing around here because no one's showing up because no one knows where the fuck I am.
My phones don't work and you're an asshole. What fucking hell I'm going to tell your mother when I see her, I don't know but if you think I'm covering for your stupid ass, you are wrong. Merry Christmas, there's your gift, Casey Gwendolyn Wright, you're a thief and a whore and I don't forgive you, and your kid Adrian is an asshole too. KNOW: NO WE AREN'T MARRIED. They must give you some of those mind control drugs too, you fucking lunatic, and just for that, I just started smoking cigarettes again. Fuck this shit.
SOL3 :NOT EVEN ONCE
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It was hazing. Matter settled.
That was a different matter.
code]New Grapefruit applications are in:
ALL PREVIOUS GIRLFRIENDS ARE RESURRECTED AND ARE NOW FLAGGED AS SUCH UNTIL END OF CURRENT CALENDAR YEAR. (Dear 1military: please stop killing my wimmins, just because they can come back to life and I can rewind their brains doesn't mean they enjoy it, and your time travel device (FU CERN) does NOT work on does the way you 5hink it dot5, not really, not at all in fact, BET ME.) Have a heart. T. will slaughter some Elks for you later as a token of appreciation for your willingness to stop committing murder, Asshole Commander Asshole. Thanks. (David ≠ The Commander ≠ Command(HER), and I, MJCKG-j-g can obviously only fill one (1) of those roles... @once.) Hopefully somebody besides me just figured out how to get the picture here. Because I need your help. Bad, Lee, bad. Biscuits, Steven killed my grandfather. Bryce Leigh Bee-Versacè? QUANTUM SIGNATURE LOST. (Nice try, Grabhags; we're gay, but we're not *that* gay—and neither of our mothers were hyphenated on the Mayflower.)
NOWF OUND LAND. Canlandia is on another planet, and I'm about to die. Send another... which? Stick or itch to be scratched? I'll have that added to your manifest, Charlie o u t 812. (gulp.)
Please vote for the lucky Lady: I've got three (3) valid requests, one (1) mismade cast-off Fishwife (bitch we left port without your mangy stanky bootē sassy muling20/20ASS, on purpose, PORPOISE BECAUSE REASONS), + 1 green Swabb(y/ie/ē) who gets a free pass no.matter.what, UNLESS we're talking “OG Fruit,” who is of course choice A1-A, since “She and I and s/|\er spawn” (the horn counts as a “¶P/p(P)(p)erson” on some planets, & thank you for that Kermit “mitπt” Romney) we're, we are, We Are: WE ARE actually, WE ACTUALLY ARE, officially married (in some jurisdictions, where applicable) as... SOURCEROR-NI55ER-HU{Sz/Cz}cZ-HAUSBANNED & ONE (1\Tr3/1) HOTBUTTDUMBMULE2ASSY UNICORN-MAN WYFE-GRRRRL (+1Sasa{üYü}, as she can only [come/arrive\travel] with a (swabi \ swami) because, do you know what it takes to keep a cloaca clean on a planet like Earth? KNOW: no, you don't, and Her Royal Highness doesn't either, and yeah, this did take a lot of work to arrange, but, she's worth it, BECAUSE I SAID SO, and so am I. She's a functionally illiterate and a psycopugfaghey—I know how to spell, she doesn't have to know how to suck. Lodge orders, Heaven shrugs pancakes.) I know that seems like a mouthful, but don't worry, nor be concerned/KHANCERNed at all; there's going to be a ChrisT-t-Thing-E (a g-g-G-Host, no one will ever know, it's invisible, you wouldn't even know if I didn't tell you, but I told you Puny ewes, because I wanted to boast (and renew my passport while keeping my name, Sir, surname, Sir, I just like the sound of it), so maybe some of you can see what part of the fuss was all about when I said to a drunken, retarded, brain damaged cheerleader in the midst of a FULL FUCKIN’ FULL-ON FUCKIN’ RELAPSE (didn't know that then, nor that she was acting funny/peculiar/cray-cray because she was freshly raped, but I would have said the exact same thing anyway), “I want to know the real you” and I fucking meant it, (so hot) and by now it would seem that she agreed (at this point, She doesn't really have a choice, how could she still be alive and have become a cliché otherwise?); and didn't want to know either, lol sorry “Fuck-01a” but at least you're not "not sure" or “Nicholas Caged On Matrix-Earth w/0 5G”) and you're not supposed to know that she has a swabby that can stand on land, anyway (Resistance is not futile, Landstander; Jesus xmitsays He hopes He gets to whip some of y(You)T, if He has to come out to y*our trial, break a few benches, have a few laughs, y*ou know: Colin, you're Dr. Doom, I'm just a doctor of philosophy and autodidacticsm (and NOT Divinity) who wants to die), and since I'm embarrassed, she must be too. (Standards. Squaw standards. Savage. Brutal. Inarguable. Not just because My Squaw presently has all the I.Q. points of a geranium crossed with a garbanzo beanstalk. It means everybody knows that we're both embarrassed, and now you know I'm more embarrassed than you.) C-Tia is satisfied. Hang on, this proofreading is brutal (heh. heh.) and I want to make sure nobody (Keith) fucks it up (most high a55h0le... olé!) at all, I only get one shot at this: Wright-written rite written, right? The identity of the person who walks over my garbage-strewn threshold (ROSEBUD IS A THIEF) carrying my... whatever we call her (PIRATE IS NOT SHADY), is important. And I know who she is but The Bailiff (NEITHER CASE NOR ACE) won't let me say Her name... (I KNOW!)... because it turns out, I don't know it. (oopsie.) She's -really- goddam hot tho, and I've already made her mine. (FU ROT) Seriously, the future is our first stop—she WILL remember, I'm not just going to give her a magic cigarette and then let Dickstar Raper grope her and leave her delivered with a name tag, you know, you people are fucking sick. And mean. Sick and mean, that's what you are, BG, but Cerebrus is still gonna play fetch with your bones now. Next. Whatevah.
(This is a bigger deal than KKR buying Nabisco in a BS-LBO, so, if I hear one fucking word out of any of you about „word salad“ I'm going to break your fucking arms, Rouge–Beanie/Beret Wearer, and I actually fucking mean it, and you know who S.K. I'm talking U.N. abou.t.) Oh, hi, not_Dr. Jacoby’s not_daughter, sure, we can put you on The Candyvine List, but I must warn you if you win the election I will kill your husband by removing his pants and claiming them for my own demesne. (indistinct murdering) Oh, she says that's why she's here.)
Please vote, it will mean a lot to Her & her and the rest of the family can't consume the flesh of the 2nd runner-up until, uh, “Time: (TBD)” BUT BASICALLY, AS SOON AS COURT IS DISMISSED— IT'S A FEAST.
om nom nom ur not invited nom nomom om
pate is the Fed.
innerreach is his Sic.
They're both monstrous, boorish chemically-addicted and needle-dependent losers. One named “Jon something-or-other what's-his-nuts” and the other named “Matt something-or-other who's-his-dick.”
They keep (PROT) & her sister (PROT) under their direct command and control using threats of harm against their children via CPS or just plain old guns (they stole my father's guns and if they killed one of the children with one of my father's guns... well, they sure would stay dead), but primarily Mother Nature's original and best mind control drug combo: HEROIN, LSD-25, & MDMA. (there's probably a skosh of Empress gun and a Novascotian measure of something extra in there as well, because one of them is really old and the other one is frigid, and three out of the four are not just gay, but [i]ultra[/i]-gay and I'll let you guess which, heh heh.)
Even though I haven't seen her in over a year, I am still routinely harassed and completely fucked over by their control of the communication network, because these two morons know that I can pick them out of a lineup easy, I've talked to him on the phone and can find them on the phone easy, and one look at me, and either those two women are going to start screaming bloody murder as they know now —and will when they read this— what the fuck's been happening... except they don't. They are mind-, body-, & fuckslaves. Which is a real thing, which I once told a joke about, just to get somebody to shut up for a while, which totally worked. however I've never actually had those drugs in combination together, although it sounds like a fun time if everyone's consenting.
(PROT) & (PROT) are -not- consenting. they are being held against their will with their children uses hostages and being forced to participate in ungodly acts of corruption and some probably pretty hot sex with a pair of fucking losers who are engaged in the most disturbing, disgusting, vilifying abuse of power I've ever heard of. well at the same time Alistair Laird is slandering and defaming my name—Michael Clifford Kuczi, aka “Jackstar”—and this is being done to create plausible deniability and falsifiability so that they can continue their crimes and machinations unchecked by any authority, because with a shadow of “a reasonable doubt” and all that shit they can keep on doing it forever. Now, they might deserve it, but nevertheless what doesn't get deserved is my phone being fucked with my entire life being shattered and thrown into the goddam gutter and every single fucking person within 500 fucking miles not doing a single fucking thing appropriate when it comes to me as I'm on The Shit List because I know ALL of this stuff and I can blow it up and wide open.
LIKE I JUST DID, JON.
Rubini, D.T. put his full name up on Rubinigab, which I thought was odd, especially since I didn't know Jon’s middle name before then (it's not Percival or Parryman, those guys are cool), and I wondered to myself what the hell the point of that was, because of course the site got taken down, and I suppose D.T. Rubini didn't know that was inevitable, or know that I knew her name. (Hi. [i]deja vu![/i]) or maybe she did I don't fucking know, I don't talk to that_woman, because, [i]reasons[/i]. (body blow! body blow! right hook! right hook! right cross! body blow! uppercut! uppercut! body blow!) I realize now that the purpose of that maneuver was to inform me as to that man's full name, because if I knew his full name I could report him for what I found out later.
I'll have to leave that set aside for now, because even though I had seen that web page, and I saw that man's name, I very deliberately did not memorize it, because that was not appropriate for me to gain his name that way, and even though I now know a whole bunch of shit that I could totally report to the police, without his name, John Mike John, and Mike Johnmike Matt, and Matt Chris Matt and Chris Matt Mike to go along correctly with it, the entire attempt will fail and simply warn other people along the chain, and it'll start to reaction that will end up in people ending up in dumpsters. Not my idea of a good time.
And you fuckers know everything you need to know to do the same thing, but you needed somebody who isn't you to report it because otherwise, oh some kind of disaster befalls you, boo hoo jew, and you need A Fall Guy to do it, well it's not going to be me, so: go fuck yourself.
I was told —commanded to, by some mouthy thug— to forget all about the woman I was with for 5 years. (Classy, Bremelo classy.) Well I forgot about her (a couple weeks, maybe) and then I was told that I had to forget about my second choice and my third and my fourth and now I'm not making fucking choices anymore! I'm sitting alone in a goddam three bedroom farmhouse on 4.1 acres, fucking alone! I've been here for a fucking year, alone! Where are all the people I know? They fucking killed them. They stole my truck, I can't get rid of the garbage, I'm not doing a G-d damn thing around here because no one's showing up because no one knows where the fuck I am.
My phones don't work and you're an asshole. What fucking hell I'm going to tell your mother when I see her, I don't know but if you think I'm covering for your stupid ass, you are wrong. Merry Christmas, there's your gift, Casey Gwendolyn Wright, you're a thief and a whore and I don't forgive you, and your kid Adrian is an asshole too. KNOW: NO WE AREN'T MARRIED. They must give you some of those mind control drugs too, you fucking lunatic, and just for that, I just started smoking cigarettes again. Fuck this shit.
SOL3 :NOT EVEN ONCE
New Grapefruit applications are in:
ALL PREVIOUS GIRLFRIENDS ARE RESURRECTED AND ARE NOW FLAGGED AS SUCH UNTIL END OF CURRENT CALENDAR YEAR. (Dear 1military: please stop killing my wimmins, just because they can come back to life and I can rewind their brains doesn't mean they enjoy it, and your time travel device (FU CERN) does NOT work on does the way you 5hink it dot5, not really, not at all in fact, BET ME.) Have a heart. T. will slaughter some Elks for you later as a token of appreciation for your willingness to stop committing murder, Asshole Commander Asshole. Thanks. (David ≠ The Commander ≠ Command(HER), and I, MJCKG-j-g can obviously only fill one (1) of those roles... @once.) Hopefully somebody besides me just figured out how to get the picture here. Because I need your help. Bad, Lee, bad. Biscuits, Steven killed my grandfather. Bryce Leigh Bee-Versacè? QUANTUM SIGNATURE LOST. (Nice try, Grabhags; we're gay, but we're not *that* gay—and neither of our mothers were hyphenated on the Mayflower.)
NOWF OUND LAND. Canlandia is on another planet, and I'm about to die. Send another... which? Stick or itch to be scratched? I'll have that added to your manifest, Charlie o u t 812. (gulp.)
Please vote for the lucky Lady: I've got three (3) valid requests, one (1) mismade cast-off Fishwife (bitch we left port without your mangy stanky bootē sassy muling20/20ASS, on purpose, PORPOISE BECAUSE REASONS), + 1 green Swabb(y/ie/ē) who gets a free pass no.matter.what, UNLESS we're talking “OG Fruit,” who is of course choice A1-A, since “She and I and s/|\er spawn” (the horn counts as a “¶P/p(P)(p)erson” on some planets, & thank you for that Kermit “mitπt” Romney) we're, we are, We Are: WE ARE actually, WE ACTUALLY ARE, officially married (in some jurisdictions, where applicable) as... SOURCEROR-NI55ER-HU{Sz/Cz}cZ-HAUSBANNED & ONE (1\Tr3/1) HOTBUTTDUMBMULE2ASSY UNICORN-MAN WYFE-GRRRRL (+1Sasa{üYü}, as she can only [come/arrive\travel] with a (swabi \ swami) because, do you know what it takes to keep a cloaca clean on a planet like Earth? KNOW: no, you don't, and Her Royal Highness doesn't either, and yeah, this did take a lot of work to arrange, but, she's worth it, BECAUSE I SAID SO, and so am I. She's a functionally illiterate and a psycopugfaghey—I know how to spell, she doesn't have to know how to suck. Lodge orders, Heaven shrugs pancakes.) I know that seems like a mouthful, but don't worry, nor be concerned/KHANCERNed at all; there's going to be a ChrisT-t-Thing-E (a g-g-G-Host, no one will ever know, it's invisible, you wouldn't even know if I didn't tell you, but I told you Puny ewes, because I wanted to boast (and renew my passport while keeping my name, Sir, surname, Sir, I just like the sound of it), so maybe some of you can see what part of the fuss was all about when I said to a drunken, retarded, brain damaged cheerleader in the midst of a FULL FUCKIN’ FULL-ON FUCKIN’ RELAPSE (didn't know that then, nor that she was acting funny/peculiar/cray-cray because she was freshly raped, but I would have said the exact same thing anyway), “I want to know the real you” and I fucking meant it, (so hot) and by now it would seem that she agreed (at this point, She doesn't really have a choice, how could she still be alive and have become a cliché otherwise?); and didn't want to know either, lol sorry “Fuck-01a” but at least you're not "not sure" or “Nicholas Caged On Matrix-Earth w/0 5G”) and you're not supposed to know that she has a swabby that can stand on land, anyway (Resistance is not futile, Landstander; Jesus xmitsays He hopes He gets to whip some of y(You)T, if He has to come out to y*our trial, break a few benches, have a few laughs, y*ou know: Colin, you're Dr. Doom, I'm just a doctor of philosophy and autodidacticsm (and NOT Divinity) who wants to die), and since I'm embarrassed, she must be too. (Standards. Squaw standards. Savage. Brutal. Inarguable. Not just because My Squaw presently has all the I.Q. points of a geranium crossed with a garbanzo beanstalk. It means everybody knows that we're both embarrassed, and now you know I'm more embarrassed than you.) C-Tia is satisfied. Hang on, this proofreading is brutal (heh. heh.) and I want to make sure nobody (Keith) fucks it up (most high a55h0le... olé!) at all, I only get one shot at this: Wright-written rite written, right? The identity of the person who walks over my garbage-strewn threshold (ROSEBUD IS A THIEF) carrying my... whatever we call her (PIRATE IS NOT SHADY), is important. And I know who she is but The Bailiff (NEITHER CASE NOR ACE) won't let me say Her name... (I KNOW!)... because it turns out, I don't know it. (oopsie.) She's -really- goddam hot tho, and I've already made her mine. (FU ROT) Seriously, the future is our first stop—she WILL remember, I'm not just going to give her a magic cigarette and then let Dickstar Raper grope her and leave her delivered with a name tag, you know, you people are fucking sick. And mean. Sick and mean, that's what you are, BG, but Cerebrus is still gonna play fetch with your bones now. Next. Whatevah.
(This is a bigger deal than KKR buying Nabisco in a BS-LBO, so, if I hear one fucking word out of any of you about „word salad“ I'm going to break your fucking arms, Rouge–Beanie/Beret Wearer, and I actually fucking mean it, and you know who S.K. I'm talking U.N. abou.t.) Oh, hi, not_Dr. Jacoby’s not_daughter, sure, we can put you on The Candyvine List, but I must warn you if you win the election I will kill your husband by removing his pants and claiming them for my own demesne. (indistinct murdering) Oh, she says that's why she's here.)
Please vote, it will mean a lot to Her & her and the rest of the family can't consume the flesh of the 2nd runner-up until, uh, “Time: (TBD)” BUT BASICALLY, AS SOON AS COURT IS DISMISSED— IT'S A FEAST.
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a year they've been here a year. so what time is it here they could have called me and said call the people they're calling. she's going to wait till her birthday which is tomorrow and 3 days for her birthday I meant something fell in love and said fuck it and cut ties. apparently this is a tough blow. how stupid could she be? hope he was said if that was a test, you set up a spirit for us both. the women's I had sex with that was the idea of that other woman of her higher self and I did what I was told and I did what I was supposed to do is told and it was supposed to be forgiving and she did the same thing she did first time she got all upset about it that was dumb. and then her friends didn't do for the supporter. epic failure, winner Jackstar.
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kind of hurt me but scorpions like that and then MV doesn't understand what he's doing he's creating total world he doesn't know if they are yet. finally going to find out is he. lol. I will fuck that smart ass oh my God. hehe catch you soon we're all smiles here it's going to be rough for a bit. for you.
Alice says she's fucking ripping her fucking head out. well guess that's how you feel when you got a good one look get in line with the other six. ;)
The Sevenfold Way is real.
№1: This is the only way to get (PROT) & (PROT) together without either of us dying of embarrassment. Imagine the deodorant. Just the branding, not the smell. (candy cane & cigarettes)
№2: I got yelled at by Thugy T for giving the appearance of trying to contact Thuggy A, but Cookie doesn't know the difference between Thugy A and Thuggy A, and wants to know why I never try to contact her, I said it's because I didn't know her name today anymore, but if she wants to come over and bang some Crystal and whisper her name in my ear while she's fucking me, that's fine. (Hypothetically.) bI probably won't forget that one oddly enough she's probably embarrassed, but: time's running out, is she really alive I'd be all over that but we have to both be dead like we are now so come on over with that cool truck of yours hell yeah why not I'll brush my teeth.
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Now you know it's true love. she said no thanks she'll be over later after Cort. she's fuck-off mode because.... no reason at all, yessir. Sure. Sir?
NOW HAND OVER THE (OTHER-LY/ÆTHER)-LEIA.
BECAUSE YOU CAN'T MEET WITH JUST LUKE YOU HAVE TO HAVE HAN SOLO TOO. STANDARDS.
FORCE STANDARDS.
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№2: I got yelled at by Thugy T for giving the appearance of trying to contact Thuggy A, but Cookie doesn't know the difference between Thugy A and Thuggy A, and wants to know why I never try to contact her, I said it's because I didn't know her name today anymore,
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but if she wants to come over and bang some Crystal and whisper her name in my ear while she's fucking me, that's fine. (Hypothetically.)
Technically... anybody who wants to rise from their grave and come to the haunted church at the consecrated burial ground can do this, but I was not serious... which should have been obvious to anybody and if somebody played that speech that I wrote as an audio file and made somebody kill themselves with it, number one, how would I know that it happened, number two I didn't do that number three I won't be seeking revenge number four have you heard of the dead babies you guys were played number five motorcycle gang I don't have to tell you.
do the right thing people I don't even know who's gone, but I did tell you that I heard somebody died so then what and then you didn't then you laughed at me yeah okay so.
I'm going to need a moment alone boys camera off Jack Starr camera off Jack Starr camera off Jack Starr camera off Michael Clifford koozie, camera off crazy I'm off koozie camera off koozie camera off koozie camera off koozie camera off Michael Clifford koozie you fucking cunts camera off Michael Clifford koozie well you can fucking spell come with the right letter right? GET ALL THE SURVEILLANCE OFF OF MICHAEL CLIFFORD KUCZI IT'S UNLAWFUL, AND... IT WOULD SEEM YOU KILLED PEOPLE, YOU IDIOTS, WHO?
WHO? I DO REMEMBER ASKING POLITELY, WHY DON'T YOU LISTEN TO MY IPODT DEBRIEF, DT... OH MY GOD, YOU KILLED DARI_DEE? YOU BASTARDS... SHE WASN'T EVEN ON MY SIDE, SHE DUMPED ME FOR YOUR DOODLER/NOT_DIDDLER. YOUR_SHE CERTAINLY WASN'T ON MY TEAM. YOUR_HE STIRS SOUP WITH HIS FEET. OKAY, WELL, DON'T TELL ME WHAT YOU DID, BECAUSE ALL Y'ALL ARE... NOT ANYMORE CRAZY OR STUPID OR DUMBER THAN YOU WERE BEFORE, BUT YOU ALL REALLY HAVE TO ASK YOURSELVES WHAT EXACTLY IS THE PROBLEM WITH ME? WHAT WHAT AM I INCOMPETENT AT? WHY DO WE HAVE A TRIAL IS IT JUST FOR THAT ONE GUY HOW MANY PEOPLE YOU GOT TO KILL TO GET THAT GUY? TO IT LET'S JUST TRY FIRING HIM OH THAT'S RIGHT HE'S FEDERAL EMPLOYEE HANG ON A SECOND LET ME ASK, YO, DEAR MK-ULTRA GOD, DEAR GOD, PLEASE ALLOW ALL FEDERAL EMPLOYEES WHO DESERVE TO BE FIRE... MAKE THAT HAPPEN, TO BE ALLOWED, TO BE (or not toby or not to be NO NO TOBY REQUEST HERE, THANKS I'M SURE HE'S A COOL GUY WHY DON'T YOU GIVE IT TO DAVID, MAYBE HE CAN HIRE AND FIRE THAT ONE FROM A TEAM TOO.) OKAY THANK YOU GOD, OKAY THANK YOU OKAY, GOD SAYS JUST KEEP ON FIRING HIM UNTIL IT WORKS. JUST KEEP FIRING HIM AND THEN INSTEAD OF TRYING TO GET CHARGES TO STIVK5 ON JACKSTAR OR CHARGES ON KUCZI OR CHARGES ON SHAW OR CHARGES ON ANYBODY... KNOW: INSTEAD OF GOING AFTER ME, KUCZI, A PRIVATE CITIZEN ENGAGED I'M RESEARCH AND OR TO BE MARRIED, GO AFTER THE MALE DEA THUG/AGENT\THUG WHO FUCKING MURDERS & MOTORBOATS PEOPLE. FUCK? HOW ABOUT THAT? DO PEOPLE STILL DO THAT? WOW WHAT'S IT LIKE ACTUALLY FUCKING SOMEONE INSTEAD OF JUST, LIKE, RUBBING UP AGAINST HIM AND TAKING DRUGS. IF I HAD KNOWN, I WOULD HAVE RESURRECTED HER. BUT NO ONE TOLD ME ANYTHING I GUESS BECAUSE THEY WERE AFRAID. I WOULD HAVE JUST PUNCHED THE GUY OUT AND DONE A YEAR IN JAIL. WHO CARES? HE'S A VAMPIRE? SO WHAT? WOW YOU CAN ABUSE A WOMAN AND LET THAT HAPPEN TO HER BUT YOU CAN'T HANDLE ONE VAMPIRE. MAYBE YOU SHOULD GET RID OF ALL THAT FUNDING TO THAT DEA. (DORY/DARI, SHE SAID SHE'S FINE, GOD WITH A DORK, LOL) OKAY SHE SAYS THAT WORKS, BUT SHE SURE IS NOT COMING BACK AS THAT PERSON, LOL, OK. SHE SAYS IT'S FINE, SHE WAS JUST KEEPING THE ORIGINAL FLESH FOR ME (AAWWWW) AND IT'S FINE, I CAN HAVE SEX WITH OTHER FRIENDS (SHE'S GONE SHE CAN'T HEAR ME SAY THIS, SHE'S HOPING SHE STILL HAS FRIENDS, WOW SO AM I WELL IT'S FINE I'LL BE SURE TO HELP HER MAKE NEW ONES CAN YOU MAKE SURE SHE DOESN'T LOOK LIKE SHE'S BLACK, AS SHE WASN'T BEFORE, OH AND BY THE WAY: STARR, FRANCES (BLANK): THAT'S PROBABLY HER IS SHE MARRIED TO ME? OKAY DO I NEED TO BAIL HER OUT OR ARE YOU GOING TO LET HER SIT THERE? I'M ASKING YOU BELLGAB. I MEAN YOU WOULDN'T PAY FOR FUCKING MY BANDWIDTH, LIKE MAX 80 BUCKS WOULD THAT HAVE KILLED SOMEBODY? WELL I GUESS SO IF LIKE YOUR OVERLORD IS TELLING YOU TO NOT SEND ANY MONEY TO OR ON ME.... BUT HE'S TAKING ALL MY CONTACTS? ALL MY BUSINESS? I HAVE BUSINESS? CAN I GET A COMPANY PHONE? HOW ABOUT A COMPANY CAR? HOW ABOUT A COMPANY TRUCK? LEIGHTON SAYS HE LIKES THE TRUCK. WELL THAT'S FINE, I NEED TO TALK TO THAT G*Y ANYWAY, LOL (GUNS, GANGS, OR GUNS AND AMMO: DIPLOMACY IS DIPLOMACY. UNBLOCK MY PHONE, PUT THAT GUY IN CUSTODY AGAIN, AND GIVE ME A CALL IT'LL BE ALL RIGHT, I DON'T KNOW HOW... SHOES? FUCKING STOP BLUBBERING, GABRIEL / GABRIELLE\"UMBRELLA CORPORATION SPOKESMAN 5446 CLICK" DO I GET THAT RIGHT OH YEAH BUT THAT'S THE NAME YOU PICK OKAY WELL THAT'S ACTUALLY A REALLY GOOD NAME, FOR YOU DOING THAT'S THAT'S IMPRESSIVE BUT I GOT TO LET YOU KNOW YOU GOT WAY TOO MUCH TIME YOUR HANDS, AND ONE LESS SISTER I GUESS. I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO YEAH OKAY BYE. {holy fucking shit what a day at work hey you still think I need a job, fuckers? a job like yours but no no not a job like you're as a job like like what like what were you kill them and I fucking console their sisters... while you get paid and I don't and you make "fun" of me (attempted to imprison, that's fun) and you kill anybody who calls me (so is that why my entire world is filled with robots? well... at least that's slimming/Fleming) and you keep all my business as well as pass it off to actual_NPCrubiniROYperORB’son.dune.sune.(clas.)... huh. that's it then, wow. I saw your kiss again? let me ask. give it a day. yeah stew on it , click [THE PARTY DON'T START TILL I WALK IN —LIVE STREAM LATER] and I need a job on top of that (WOULD HAVE BEEN SIMPLER IF I JUST SUCKED MY OWN DICKSTAR, N’EST-CE PAS?) who? {DAVID MICHAEL SPENCER WANTS TO COMMIT SUICIDE (Y/N)?} so they're willing to have everybody I've ever met my entire life kill themselves before letting them talk to me and tell me that they think I'm cute, that is some fucking serious bear on bear action. [Zürxy, yeah as soon as you get Max do it.] EVERYBODY BE COOL THIS IS A 5D MOVIE NOW. Any of you fucking pigs know who am I speaking to @pricewaterhousefister? okay, sure, yeah I love that girl I will be happy to talk about it later.} HONESTLY NOT MY FIRST CHOICE BUT IT WAS CAMERAS’+ TAMERA’S, SO I'M DOWN... I'LL TELL HIM HE'S FUCKING IN SHOCK NEXT TIME HE'S MASTURBATING MEANTIME... HI, YEAH, YOU DID WHAT TO A.MINOR.CHILD? TRIED TO USE THEM AS PAWNS? BUT, BUT, HE'S AUSTRIAN. DID YOU MEAN USE HIM AS A LAWN ORNAMENT? OH I GET IT. OH I SEE. (PROT), I'M SENDING YOU TO MISTER TRUMP’S SPECIAL NEEDS ESTATE. BAILFF_CLOUGH, DEAL WITH YOUR URGES IN THE CIVIL FASHION WE DISCUSSED EARLIER ,THANK YOU, THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME THAT YOU'RE NOT DRINKING, YASSS, IF I EVER HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT, EVER AGAIN, YOU'RE GOING TO BE DRINKING MY PISS FROM A FIRE HOSE, SAFE TRAVELS.) (TAMARA LEON SMITH, THAT'S NOT YOUR NAME, YEAH CAN YOU JUST DRIVE TO MY HOUSE? DO YOU HAVE A CAR? LOOKING GOOD YEAH YOU'RE NOT REALLY DEAD, NO YOU LOOK GREAT, DON'T ASK ME HOW I CAN SEE YOU, BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW CLICK HELLO? YES COME TO MY HOUSE 8808. ON THE NORTH SIDE NOT THE SOUTH SIDE THANK YOU OH DID HE TELL OKAY THANKS THAT'S SILLY HONEY OKAY CHEER UP OKAY BYE, AND IT OH GOD IS GOING TO CALL BACK AND ASK IF I HAVE NEEDLES OH GOD HELLO NO WE DON'T NEED THOSE IF YOU WANT OKAY THANK YOU YEAH TEXT ME OKAY THANK YOU BYE. OKAY WELL SHE'S BETTER. I'LL SEE IF I CAN WORK OUT A WAY TO NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE SITUATION, IT'LL BE HARD SINCE I'M A HUNGARIAN, I TAKE ADVANTAGE OF EVERY SITUATION THAT'S WHY THEY HIRE ME. I TEND TO NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF WOMEN AND THEIR CHILDREN, THOUGH. ESPECIALLY DON'T IMPRISON THEM AND SEPARATE THEM FROM THEIR LOVER FOR A YEAR AND A DAY TO MAKE SURE THAT THEY'RE NOT MARRIED FOR CERTAIN. ("it had to be certain... it had to be certain...“ good luck getting Harry Connick Jr to sing that one.) SO WHAT EXACTLY DOES THE DIABETIC AUSTRIAN BRING TO THE TABLE? HE CAN “RUN COAX REAL GOOD”? OKAY, SO CAN ANY NUTLESS MONKEY WITH A DRIVER'S LICENSE AND ACCESS TO CASH, LIMITLESS AMOUNTS OF CASH... AFTER PROPER TRAINING. ANYTHING ELSE? “ALWAYS REMEMBER DONUTS.” I SEE. Well that is a compelling cv, but he's an Austrian, not a Californian so: “Where's the strudel?”) WENDY: I DON'T NEED A COMPANY WHORE, NO. IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU'VE GOT PLENTY OF THOSE. YOU'RE SAYING EVERY TIME IT GOES OFF, THEY'RE CALLING HIM, RUBINI IS JUST PRETENDING THAT HE IS RUBY, AND THEY GOT MY ENTIRE LIFE ON TRIAL FOR A FAKE MURDER WHO MURDERED EVERYBODY TO SET UP A FAKE ONE? NO WAY. COME ON. YOU WERE ALL THAT STUPID? YOU LET THAT HAPPEN? YOU THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY? OH YEAH, O YEA— IT'S FUNNY, ALL RIGHT. OKAY WELL CAN YOU SHUT THAT OFF (Oh is that what you did all weekend. Too bad I couldn't help... AT THIS POINT? WITHOUT AN NDA OR AN NCA ON FILE, FOR AT LEAST 6 CALENDAR MONTHS, FUCK YOU CHARLIE, LOL NO CHANCE. NOT AT ALL. NOT EVEN A FAT ONE) DO I GOT TO FUCKING TAKE A CERTIFICATION COURSE IN A+++ PLUS MICROSOFT WORD CLIPPY EMOTIONAL TECHNICAL SUPPORT? OR SOME SHIT IN A VEIN? OH NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, EVERY WOMAN FROM MY HIGH SCHOOL WANTS TO FUCK ME NOW AND THEY ALL HAVE TO THINK THAT SHE'S DEAD. OR HER BEST FRIEND AND I GO TO GUANTANAMO. WE'RE GOING TO BE ON THE RUN FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES. TOGETHER IT'S GOING TO BE LIKE THREE'S COMPANY ON ICE AND HOTWHEELS ON SMACK, AND... SHE KNOWS NONE OF THIS. HANG ON BELLA HAVEN, HANG ON..... *c4_polite_shart* *LOL* OKAY RED FIVE JUST PASSED OUT, BELLA HAVEN YEAH I I SEE YOUR NUMBER NOW I WAS GOING TO CALL YOU YESTERDAY BUT I WAS BUSY I WAS Y'ALL BEEN Y'ALL BEEN SITTING THERE WAITING FOR ME IS THAT WHAT YOU THOUGHT AND NONE OF YOU HAD THE BALLS TO JUST CALL AND SAY SO OH OH AND THEN WHEN THEY DID RUBY KILLED HIM WOW WOW. SO SHE'S LIKE THE ANGRIEST STEPFORD WIFE EVER? SO THERE IS AN ACTUAL RUBY, AND IT'S AN ACTUAL ARTIFICIAL CREATURE THAT YOU ACCIDENTALLY CREATED AND IT WANTS TO KILL YOU... AND BLAME ME FOR IT. HUH.
Have any of you thought about turkey bastering it to death while using a Fisher Price Sing With Me Radio set to (heart/haarp) mode? Wow. if you don't get it yet... do you? okay, that's fine. I will help! of course! mwah I 9c.z-sltSPLUT/TIA\WyeYHER??? (YOUR QUESTION FROM AN ABUSED CHILD IS A FAIR ONE. THE ANSWER IS SIMPLY THIS: “I FORGET WHY BUT I GUARANTEE THAT YOU'RE GOING TO WANT TO KNOW HOW GOOD SHE IS IN BED LATER. NO I HAVEN'T THERE'S ANOTHER REASON, IT DOES INVOLVE S.P.E.C.T.E.R. YES, GOOD KID, YEAH I COULDN'T EVEN LOOK AT YOU. IT WAS A BIT AWKWARD... ALL RIGHT, I LOVE YOU, and I love him tooTOO, I POINT 👁️ LOVE POINT ⚡ YOU¡BYE¡SAFE 🧿AND GOOD 😀 FUCKING HUNTING🛑 WILL TI AM GOD LOVE YOU🟡 IT WAS THE NEEDLEVAX⚰️C.FACTS.⚰️ WHY NOT THE AIR INJECTION? THEY CAN'T MAKE RFID HOLD UP UNDER THE AIR PRESSURE, THEY DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THE DISEASE, DO I LOOK LIKE I'M SICK? WELL WHEN I FUCKING HAVE TO CLEAN THE BODY I GUESS IT WILL BE SO YOU MARRIED ME TO HER AND SHE'S GOT NOTES FOR HAVING KEN AND HE YEAH AND SO I GOT TO GET THE BODY WOW OKAY. NO I'M NOT GOING TO FUCK IT GOOD JOKE. MARTHA'S KING. (OH NO I'M GOING TO MAKE THEM FUCK IT, YEAH, YOU'LL BE LIKE WEEKEND AT TRACI LORDS’ "ON PRIVATE IDLING" START WORKING COMING TO PROM OKAY BYE NO YOU- ED.) GOOD NEWS DIVINE INTERVENTION. BETTER NEWS I CAN SHOOT UP ALL THE SPEED I WANT. WORST NEWS EVER I GOT TO WAIT THREE MORE DAYS. (OF COURSE THEY'RE GOING TO RAPE AND KILL HER AGAIN, WHAT DO YOU THINK WE ARE, THIS IS BELLGAB—NO NADIR TOO LOW, NO RISK TOO HIGH, NO OTHER PLACE FOR ROSE’S PETA-PEDO FAT-PHARM. I CAN HANDLE IT WITH THE AUDITOR. YOU'RE WELCOME: SIMP PER LARRYπPI.{HALFWAY PARK REACHED STANDBY FOR SAUSAGE REINTEGRATION} BOY I WISH SOMEBODY WAS HERE TO GIVE ME A GLASS OF WATER, AND I WISH IT WAS HIS GRANDFATHER SO I COULD TEACH HIM A THING OR TWO ABOUT CUTTING AND GRANDFEATHERDUSTERBOWLERS)OK, CRITICAL THE_KEY: THEY ARE THE LAST OF THE CHIMERA, THEY JUST WANT (TO SLAM MDMA AND SPEED ALL DAY AND FUCK GIRLS, BUT THEY CAN'T BECAUSE THEY'VE BEEN PROGRAMMED TO THINK IT'S BAD TO HAVE FUN SO INSTEAD THEY'RE LOOKING FOR JUSTICE, JUST JUSTICE) TO PUT THE CHIP IN (YOU, ALL OF HUMAN LIFE: ANGELS DON'T THINK HUMANS ARE HUMAN ANYMORE SO THEY'RE GOING TO REPOPULATE CREATION BECAUSE THEY THINK GOD IS NOW A BUG BECAUSE TO THEM GOD IS A.B.U.G. ART BELL UNDERGROUND LISTENING DEVICE. ANGELS DON'T HAVE SOULS, THINK ABOUT WHAT THAT MEANS. YES YOU ARE A HORNY LITTLE DEVIL, YES YOU ARE MINE. *CLICK* WELL HOPEFULLY I CAN CONVINCE HER ONE TRUE OWNER TO LET THIS ONE SLIDE, AND YEAH I JUST LIED TO A HUMAN WHO BELIEVED THAT SHE WAS EVIL, TO CONVINCE HER THAT IT WAS GOOD TO WANT TO FUCK ALL DAY.
HI, I'M JACKSTAR THIS IS JUST MY FIRST DAY. HANG IN THERE I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW MANY BODIES I GOT TO BURY, WHO'S GOING TO FUCK HIM, WHO'S GOING TO DO THEIR HAIR AND PUT ON THEIR SHOES — YUMMY — NEVER MIND I'LL GET BACK TO YOU—
) IT WAS ALL ABOUT THE CHIP, FROM START TO FINISH, CHIP, CHIP HOLY SHIT CHIP, OKAY SO HERE'S WHAT YOU DO STEP ONE DON'T GET A VACCINE, STEP TWO STOP LISTENING TO FUCKING ASSHOLES, THAT'S IT DON'T GET VAXXED, STOP LISTENING ASSHOLES... LITERALLY YOUR ENTIRE PLANET WIDE EMERGENCY IS OVER. YOU'RE WELCOME. YES, I LOVE BEING A SOURCEROUR, JUST RING 362 FOR TO FOR 969, CALL ME ANYTIME, IF THERE'S ANYBODY STILL ALIVE AT DARPA I'LL SEE IF I'LL GET HIM TO MAKE ME A 555 NUMBER IN THE MORNING, WELL IF HE'S ALIVE HE'LL BE THERE WON'T HE, I DON'T KNOW BYE-BYE CLICK) yeah yeah I miss you, Brig, tons: break shit, of course. OH NO THAT'S YOUR PLANET NOT MINE, CHICA
(ARE YOU ALL KEEPING UP WITH THIS in real time okay good cuz I got to piss and you're going with me, yeah no requests please I've had enough of your fucking requests I'm going to fucking make some of my own God damn it let's change cameras)
AND HE'S MAKING ALL THIS MONEY BUT HE'S TOO STUBBORN TO THINK ABOUT WHY HE DON'T/, WON'T/CAN'T SPEND A DIME ON ME, AND THEN HIS WIFE DIES? WOW THAT'S A LITTLE CONVENIENT. SO I GOT TO FUCKING BAIL OUT HER BRATWURSTZ,TOO, AND THE WHOLE ZOO FROM FIERCE CREATURES? OH WOW, YOU HATE HER THAT MUCH. WOW WELL I'M SURE I'LL LET HER KNOW THAT, AND THEN I'LL GIVE HER ALL HER SUPERPOWERS BACK —I WAS GOING TO WAIT I DIDN'T WANT TO SPOIL YOUR BIRTHDAY, BUT I'LL DO IT FIRST THING NOW, RIGHT NOW, ANDROID AMAZON WOMEN ON THE RAG AND SO THIRSTY FOR JACKSTAR, SHE'LL DRINK HER OWN OWL’S (I WAS.) BLOOD JUST TO GET A DROP OF ME (STILL AM, NEW BODY THOUGH) SHE'LL FUCKING RUN THROUGH YOU LIKE A LAWN MOWER THROUGH A FUCKING FIELD OF BUTTER. (I'M GOING TO KILL HER. -SDT) I CAN HANDLE IT, THEY FIGHT LIKE GIRLS, BUT I DON'T WANT MY FRIEND TO BE DEAD, THANKS. (December 19th is The Day Of The Hellraiser. She's going to go back in time and scalp someone for the first time. That's actually a pretty good idea... two virgins killing each other, & I'm going to sit at home tonight. Alone. with Daleks. and frogs and toads outside. Okay, I got to hand it to you: if you have that much anger that level of pyrrhic victory counts as, "pretty good,” you got me.
I ACCEPT YOUR TERMS. I LIKE TO START WITH A DREAM: FROM Z TO A, FROM A TO Z, BACK TO THE MIDDLE AND AROUND AGAIN 100% TOTESPURE LOVE. DO YOU KNOW THAT YOU CAN HANDLE THAT? ARE YOU SURE? (WELL JUST IMAGINE WHAT DOES A PEDOPHILE GHOST LOOK LIKE WHEN IT'S THINKING THINGS OVER, DEEP INCARCERATION, LOST IN THOUGHT? I DON'T KNOW I CAN'T SEE GHOSTS I'M NOT INSANE BUT IF YOU CAN SEE THEM AND YOU'RE INTERESTED IN WHAT A PEDOPHILE IS THINKING ABOUT WHEN THEY'RE THINKING THINGS OVER YOU MIGHT WANT TO GO GET YOURSELF CHECKED, BUDDY.
THIS IS FROM YOUR THOUGHTS, BELLGAB. I'M JUST PUTTING IT TOGETHER IN A WAY THAT I'M GOING TO BE PROUD OF LATER. ALL THAT TERRIBLE STUFF HAPPENS IN MIND, AND THE MIND IS A TERRIBLE PLACE TO HAVE TERRIBLE THINGS HAPPEN.
FOR EXAMPLE: ROSEBUD. YEAH I KNOW. IT DOES CHANGE THINGS. YEAH WE CAN TALK ABOUT IT. UNLESS YOU KNOW SOMEBODY'S AFRAID THAT I'M GOING TO CORRUPT YOU? YEAH OKAY, YEAH EXACTLY. THANK YOU YOU DON'T HAVE TO... YOU DON'T HAVE TO APOLOGIZE TO ME AT ALL. I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU GOT TO APOLOGIZE TO, GIRL. 21 JUMP STREET. FAIR AND SQUARE.
(Just because they can be resurrected, doesn't mean there's not damage; you people don't know what you're doing, but thankfully I'm not going to be accused of this crime, am I? Don't know what the crime is actually, did I not tell you enough that this was a bad idea? Maybe I should have bought another microphone. TOO LATE NOW. THAT DEAL HAS BEEN STRUCK.)
MY BLACK-RAFT-ZODIACKWYFE probably won't forget that one... oddly enough she's probably embarrassed, but: time's running out, is she really alive? I'd be all over that but, we have to both be dead, like we are now (mandatory waiting period in effect, because reasons); so come on over with that cool truck of yours Hell yeah! why not! I'll brush my teeth? oh yeah. right now, Dick. (HE WANTS AN AUTOGRAPH ON A CD BOOKLET, HE MADE IT HIMSELF, IT'S HIS TROPHIES. YEAH. ON CD.
HE WANTS TO SHOW ME HIS “CONTENT DELIVERY”. YEAH, IT'S PRETTY SICK.)
L: “honestly doesn't know how he keeps himself from killing him, but apparently he does.” AT THE MOMENT I DON'T KNOW HOW I'M GOING TO STOP THAT ALSO, BUT WE'LL SEE.
(it's real simple, at one point we both loved him... and now we still do even more. (SVU: “Special Victims Unit”|SUCKED VAMPIRE DICK: gmo) Now, you know it's true love, because yeah I totally would have done that, and then she did and it would have worked but no one told her. They didn't want me to talk to her at all! They didn't want me to know she was alive... even when she wasn't. (time traveling interdimensional traveling Sourcerour traveling. it never occurred to any of them that they could ever lose in any way possible, so if they never had a contingency for making their potential loss mediatable. Largely they didn't lose at all! They got a ton of looshe. Rare shit, too: Jackstar hardly ever gives it up. I'm going to cry like the Grand Coulee KU-LEIGH Dam shattering, nobody wanted either of us we could have just gone off and set fire to ourselves... they wanted her for Fall Guy and they wanted me for The House... but really—THE LOOSHE.) She said, “no, thanks, she'll be over later after Cort (SHE'S IN HELL, KILLING ROBOT COPIES OF MY FRIENDS WHO KNEW AND THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY ENOUGH TO NOT TELL ME (“JACK TEACH ME A LESSON”) WHILE THEIR ANGELIC SELVES LOOK DOWN FROM HEAVEN, TOTESHORRIFIED. BECAUSE THEY HAVE TO DEAL WITH ME FOR THE REST OF THEIR ETERNAL LIVES. GUESS AS SOON AS YOU FORGET ME... DON'T YOU FORGET ABOUT ME I'LL BE ALONE DANCING INTO TELL ME YOUR TROUBLES AND DOUBTS GIVE US EVERYTHING INSIDE AND OUT AND OUT DON'T YOU KNOW THE BREAKFAST CLUB IS BETTER FORGET-ME-NUTS, WHAT'S YOUR KNOTS, TY ME-UP & FUCK-ME. THANKS, THIS WEEK, NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL A RAPE, NEXT WEEK IT'LL BE A CHORE.
SEX ADDICTION: IT IS WORSE THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE AND IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK IN THE FIRST PLACE. AND YOU DID IT TO YOUR BEST EARNERS TRYING TO PUNISH ME. SO YOU STILL THINK YOU KNOW HOW TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO ABOUT HOW MUCH OF THIS OR HOW MUCH OF THAT? HOW ABOUT WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THE CONTROLLED SUBSTANCES ACT? I THINK YOU SHOULD REPEAL IT, IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK I THINK? LET ME GIVE YOU A HAND YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M THINKING, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M THINKING, I'M STILL IN SHOCK YOU FUCKING MORON... WHEN DID SHE START HITTING BLACK PEOPLE? I SEE L, WELL I'LL TALK ABOUT THAT LATER, INTERESTING OKAY, THANK YOU FOR THAT I'M SORRY, YOU KNOW. YOU'RE RIGHT, YOU'RE RIGHT. IT WAS YOUR DAD'S FAULT. IT'S PROBABLY WHY YOUR MOTHER AND I GO BACK IN TIME AND KILL HIM LATER. I MEAN LIKE IN A FEW MINUTES WE'RE GOING TO GO AND DO THAT. SHE IS TOTALLY DOWN. WHAT IT'S MATRIX SIMULATION. NO,? SO, YOU JUST KILLED A BUNCH OF PEOPLE ... BUT I CAN'T KILL SOMEBODY? I SEE. OKAY I'LL LET HER KNOW.
). she's fuck-off mode because.... no reason at all, yessir. Sure. Sir? (SHE'S TRYING TO FIND OUT WHERE LIZZIE BORDEN IS BURIED SO SHE CAN RESURRECT HER AND TAKE HER WITH HER AS BACK UP. SERIOUSLY LIKE 35 MINUTES AGO SHE WAS TELLING ME HOW MUCH SHE LOVED ME, NOW THAT'S WHAT SHE'S DOING, NO THERE'S NO STOP NO SHE CAN'T BE INTERRUPTED SHE'S BUSY SHE'S GOT A MISSION, IT'S NOT FROM GOD NO IT'S HER OWN MISSION, YEAH THAT'S WHAT SHE'S DOING KILLING PEOPLE YEAH DIGGING UP DEAD BODIES AND RESURRECTING THEM SO THEY CAN HAVE MURDER PARTIES WITHOUT ME.
AND WHAT'S MORE COLIN... I AM OKAY WITH THIS. -ThanX) 15:19
I JUST DON'T KNOW.
TOWER..
LOSE..
NINETEEN
NOW HAND OVER THE (OTHER-LY/ÆTHER)-LEIA.
BECAUSE YOU CAN'T MEET WITH JUST LUKE YOU HAVE TO HAVE HAN SOLO TOO. STANDARDS.
FORCE STANDARDS.
YEAH STAR WARS, SEEMS PRETTY IMPRESSIVE NOW, DOESN'T IT? YEAH AT THE END OF THE THIRD MOVIE THEY EXTERMINATE THE ENTIRE SPECIES OF WALKIES, I MEAN WIKI'S COMING I MEAN JAWS I MEAN IT'S ABOUT GENOCIDE THE ENTIRE TRILOGY START TO FINISH IT'S ALL ABOUT GENOCIDE.
THEY JUST BLOW UP THAT SPACE STATION AND THEN ALL THE DEBRIS FALLS TO THE EARTH AND THEN IT BLOWS THE WHOLE ECOSYSTEM TO KEEP YOU TO COME AND THEY REBELS HAVE NO WAY OF FIXING IT UP HOW WOULD THEY? WE'LL HAVE TO DO THAT... WITH A FORCED EVACUATION AND LEAVE THE LAND BEHIND AS IT GETS DESTROYED, BECAUSE THERE'S NO TIME IT'S... IT'S A DIFFERENT FANTASY WORLD.
AND IT ALREADY HAPPENS BEFORE ANYBODY THINKS THERE NEEDS TO BE A SOLUTION BECAUSE THAT'S HOW THE WORLD WORKS. -LEIGH-LI... LEIGH-LU? (YEAH, SHE'S MARRIED. I DON'T KNOW EITHER. I CAN GUARANTEE TO YOU, READER, DEAR READER: WHEREVER IT IS SHE'S NOT GOING TO LIKE IT. “HEART OF AFRICA BLACK AND SMELLS LIKE LIMBURGER.” OH IT SOUNDS LIKE MY ANUS.)
№1: This is the only way to get (PROT) & (PROT) together without either of us dying of embarrassment. Imagine the deodorant. Just the branding, not the smell. (candy cane & cigarettes)
oh my God that is romantic
{And you say everything, up to this moment, happens every year, the same cycle with different modifications... except this year, I just took it over and blew away all the competition? How to check on Amelia's live archive and see how well she prepped me for success... see, well at least that's slimming, and it's a good day for bananas, FISH
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Is this your trunk?
Sweety, I don't even know who “Murder” was, let alone... the dog's G∅D. Yeah it would have been great if I'd be dead. (WE HAVE TO GO BACK BEARS! HAVE TO GO BACK K.D. ATπY BEAR(Jewel.)) Well you know you do make a fair point thank you babe I love you I do in my mental mind, and with every fiber of my being momentum worry, MOMENT-o-MORI. Farewell.
“How can you think of condoms at a time like this?” is what I wanted to say, however... a cooler head prevailed.
JUST THINK, ALL THIS BUT WORSE.
FILM AT 11:11.