I'll wrassle you for your colostomy bag.
You'll have to address Colonel Tom Parker about that kind of thing.
1-2-3-4: I declare a thumb war!
Oh, really? Cute.
something I think very few have come to realize yet in this and gone going endeavor is that there are people who are not happy with the way things have been going, and as I leave them behind me in my wake, I never see them again, but they remember who I was and who I am and that their plan wouldn't have worked either so really by ignoring them I'm really saving them from internal torment and suffering.
The woman who came before grapefruit who tried to steal my house got off easy, she just didn't get any more of the good sex that she'll never ever get again, unless she surrenders.
(I could call her, she's a scorpio, she would give it up in a second cuz I told the truth, but I won't do that, because she works [i]with you.)[[/i]
Now, I'm uncertain how I'd like to celebrate. My temptation is to go over to the nearest white supremacist stronghold, get a whole bunch of dope and whores and have a lot of sex and then learn how to use the ham radio and tell the whole world what I know, it would change everybody's mind about everything.
Instead, because of the two nincompoops and their actions this morning, I'm just going to sit and do nothing and watch how you people deal with “this.”
“this” isn't what you think it is. Because I really was here only for brig.
Remember when she got kidnapped? That was cute. It's funny how nobody wanted to talk to me after that, and it's funny you're still that you thought I would have done that,, trust me if I had brig drama you'd never get her back. I'm fond of her and she's fond of me.
That being said, we've just gone to bonus round, where the scores have really changed.
Honestly, I thought it was a near thing, but they actually fell for it, they actually gave me another four months without her and her mother's cooking. Now, I know my agents can maintain spiritual discipline, because they have me to look forward to, and I was right, and they was wrong, and they really don't have any other option..
Meanwhile, the old bulls are about to be taken out of the picture and shot and then left on the portrait wall down in the basement of the overlook, they're probably really terrified, because they know I'm not gay, they know I'm not answering the three-way, and they know that every single one of their wives and girlfriends falls instantly in love with me as soon as they find out what I've done.
Naturally you might think that putting me in jail to keep me from telling people would be a great idea but it actually doesn't work that way because of the Martyr principle, and also because, well let's put it this way you goys should have paid more attention in Greek history.
For example, my heel isn't my weak joint, and neither is my penis. Oh wait I mean my weak point is in my heel. My heel actually is my weak joint.
I can't believe you actually thought that I fell for that woman, and that I wasn't entirely aware of what was happening. Similarly I can't believe that she thought she was actually being made part of The Tip Of The Sphere for any reason other than to amuse me.
I told her that I needed to know why I was freaking out so that if she wasn't going to answer my questions I was going to call the man in Texas that she alleged draper, and then she threw two objects at me as a decoy and then tried to kill me with a piece of wood... And if I've been wearing the glasses that she'd give me for a gift the last holiday before, they would have splintered and it would have been driven into my eyes and would have been a bad time.
Instead, I laugh, talk to the police thereafter, laugh with them, and then haven't had to deal with much else other since then other than to try and keep it straight face of my noggin while being hard pressed to keep from laughing at inappropriate intervals.
And I get four more months of this. Now, mind you I would trade it all away for what I'm really looking for, but apparently that's off the table.
I'm looking forward to find out why it's off the table by asking all of her friends from sorority, college, university, trade school, kindergarten, as well as that table in that Tom Petty video with the cake and the Alice in wonderland stuff? You know the one right!?
Okay, looking glass, go rescue your diopewhores, 'm going to go get laid in town. Also, don't ever make fun of my friend Nathan again, don't make fun of his cats, and honestly just don't ever make any fun, want you to make busy work like you're usually good at.
We're killing bluebeard's wife, I mean Richard's wife, I mean that guy who took the goose and then came back and was embarrassed, and then sent me messages about killing himself, and then... Hey wait a second, why don't I go to the police?
Seriously white niggers, they come to me. By the way azuka must be hot as hell for me, cuz I never knew she was a girl at all and Allison was terrified terrified did I say Allison yeah Allison Allison Allison was terrified that I was going to run away with azuka and leave her behind..
Now, this isn't a good idea, in any way, but I will instead pretend that I'm going to do so and start masturbating about azuka instead of Matt's sister. By the way I had sex with my sister's wish came back to life as another person entirely. You want to text to get a sister out of hell? I don't know either but he's upset that he can't do whatever the hell they wanted to do.
Also, I can talk to Jesus without checking with my commanding officer for permission. And I'm not addicted to Needles I don't have a tattoo and I really don't give a shit either way but since it's so important to you all, I'll wait and just slam some PCP right up my ear canal. Doesn't that sound nice?
Yeah, me neither. Now imagine what people think I do with my time.... Because a raging for a global worldwide catastrophic meltdown of every single clandestine intelligence agency all at once is they are revealed to be the embarrassing bully little thuggy pigs all at the same time, that doesn't seem like something somebody would put their whole life into.
And it wasn't, and then, you lied to me about girlfriend, reprogram her brain, claim that I was cheating on her, and... I still haven't cheated.
And I'm still not divorced, but now I don't need to behave not divorced, but now I don't need to behave as though I am. Look, the laws involving the rules and regulations involving interdimensional blood shoes are very complicated and I wouldn't expect any of you tolook, the laws involving the rules and regulations involving interdimensional blood shoes are very complicated and I wouldn't expect any of you to understand.
I would expect some of you to realize that the reason why Twitter got taken down was because of me and her, and they're sad and I'm happy and I don't give a fuck what happens next. What will the global economy collapse if you don't have another house that you can put kids into?
Because that's all they wanted, they just wanted the house and they wanted to get rid of me, isn't that interesting.
Just think of the lesson they've taught their children.
Just think of the phone call I could make right now to the office of vulnerable adult abuse, where I could explain to them that I intentionally got myself into the situation to make them look stupid because one of their employees and bears my father and pissed me off a few years ago.
Is it still in the code block? I don't have much time before people give up and go away... Like losers do.
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By the way I know who David hates, do you guys want to know? Cuz it's always the same people that have fluctuated over time, but at this point I'm pretty sure who and why and exactly what to do about him being pissed at them.
Like I said, you should have been fast. Now I know everything I didn't need to know for, but now I know it. Good thing I'm not a court ordered reporter or a cop or a fed or anything like that!
Because all of you but one can go hang, and the other one can go swing, and I'm happy to wait for a little while. I have shit loads of money no job and my dick works..
And I haven't signed any contracts. No deals. You know who signed a deal? Allison Francis shaw, she came home high as fuck and she had taken the shot she had been given code and she said that she was going to take it and make fun of me and then she fell asleep when she woke up and she was a different person, or something like that.
That was months ago and I didn't warn any of you because none of you are really my friend, I figured if any of you were, I could just pick you off one by one later.
And, seriously? Herpes
and syphilis? Tell you what give me the three women I want back, make me a promise you'll never bother me or them again, and I'll make all this happen in reverse and undo it like that episode of Dallas where Patrick Duffy's in the shower.
And I can do it too, because the real reason you're all having problem is because every woman who's ever heard stories about me and thought I was a loser, now realizes that she's been misled by a gang of fuckheads who was trying to get rid of competition. It's all poppy syndrome. Hey you know what happened to Neil Peart and his family twice? Yeah I don't know either cuz
They sold out the Jewish overlords.
My favorite rush comes out with a new song, after the drummer dies, and it's a great song, and no one here talks about it? And you're not talking about it? That's interesting I wonder where people are talking about it? Other than in heaven where they're all dead.
.... And this is what Jack straw was scaring everybody with? Meanwhile I should take a look at El gab, cuz it's been taken over by parasitic wasps just like that story I posted yesterday, who the hell is Bella Art Bell what? What!?
And they hate.. little ol’ me. Ask yourself why, wonder what's going on, and realize that I know all about this and I'm way ahead of you and this is another step closer to my end game.
Court went well, by the way. For me.
