Author Topic: Excerpts From Letters You Have Written To Individuals Trained In Law Industry  (Read 129412 times)





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ediot: Yew Spelt "action" Rong


Get back in the rape pool.


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I did what I did to keep you out of (blank); and, it appears to me that it has worked to at least some small extent. You're welcome.

Thanks for sharing all those good times with me. I saw your shithead (blank) looking to set me up the whole (blank) time... and I saved you all from darkness, instead of just sitting around in awe & amazement, at just how stupid old drunks can possibly be.

I've already planned this;
Here's how it's gonna be:
You're gonna pay rent,
and it's gonna benefit ME.


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I will continue to stay at (PROT) for a while. I like it here. And I fully expect to be exonerated within a few weeks. This case will not stand up to any legitimate scrutiny, and the process of unraveling the deception has already begun. (PROT), you know someone fucked up large, when the judge blushes, the bailiff salutes you as you walk out the door, and there's a bellman offering you a job on the way out of the courtroom.

I'm fine. Thanks for asking. Let me know if anything exciting happens!


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Jesus!* No wonder they don't want me talking to her: I could blow this whole fucking thing wide open with just two emails. Boom ka-boom.

That being said, I don't feel like risking another night in the slammer--I know, ironic, right?--so I won't be posting anything tonight.

Tomorrow--which is in SIX HOURS AND SIX MINUTES--isn't looking good either. Semper fi.



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*: You'd be amazed by what a Sourceror can learn... just by driving around town.




Do you sell stamps, MOTHERFU-- *click*

(Wish You Were Here.)


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*: You'd be amazed by what a Sourceror can learn... just by driving around town.

[KUCZI]: Signs of general improvement to the overall situation are all around. I'm still largely being held incommunicado; the few people who do return my messages seem to be kind of extra nervous about me, but I'll be honest: I've been used to that for years.

Thank you for all your help, (PROT). I do hope that water heater gets going, but it's not crucial at this time for me to consider what's going on over there. I bet it's awesome tho; through the ground I can feel the thunderbeats of hooves.


If you ever get a chance to date a Native (Blank) woman, I highly recommend it

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I'm still largely being held incommunicado; the few people who do return my messages seem to be kind of extra nervous about me...

I'm not surprised that you're all out of options.

There are reasons you've become a pariah, you insufferable ninny.

I'm not surprised that you're all out of options.

... I am? I can go anywhere. I can do anything. I have a bewildering array of options. You are reading the wrong press.


There are reasons you've become a pariah, you insufferable ninny.

That's where you're wrong, Kiddo. If I were a pariah, I would be forced to wear a bell.


I can go anywhere. I can do anything. I have a bewildering array of options.

Really? And violate the restraining order?

Really? And violate the restraining order?

I could just have them lifted with a single phone call and a minor waiting period. They're both there for MY protection. I don't think you've been debriefed. Having said that, let me explain: I don't like paying lawyers, when I could just be making car payments. There's a limit to the madness I am willing to endure for Art.

And--we're nowhere close. However, it's a philosophical thing: I didn't call the goddam police, so why should I pay for a goddam lawyer? Fuck that. You wrote the ticket, you fucking pay the ticket, that's my motto.

the restraining order?

I don't think I have a restraining order, actually. It's complicated. I'll ask. I don't really give a shit--this is all coming out in the wash.

I just got off the horn with a plastic surgeon. Holy shit, COVID-19 sure has changed things. Who could have seen that coming?


ME, G-DDAMMIT. I was standing in a Home Depot, TWO YEARS ago, NO ONE knew what the fuck was coming: but, I did. I'm standing there in the aisle, gazing up at the tower--I am using the word TOWER--of N95 particulate gear, with an upselling display of dangly hooks on the side of every shelf strut... you know, the sheet metal formed into rectangles with holes punched in them? And nobody is saying a fuckin' word. Shop as usual. Avoid pancake buying. FUCK YOU, WRENCHER.


Even as far back as all that, I saw all this shit coming. ALL. ALL. I AM USING THE WORD 'ALL' HERE, SON. So think on that while you're gnawing on your pork chops and guzzling on your Snapple, wank--*click*



Also, I’d like my phone back, Asshole. The Google Pixel 3a.

Thanks. Also, I'd like MY OTHER THREE PHONES BACK, A******. Thanks in advance.