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Re: Excerpts From Letters You Have Written Blah, Blah, Blah
« Reply #255 on: July 25, 2023, 04:39:21 AM »
(Sent today.)

Hello you gentlemen —


The equipment for the water at the house has stopped functioning properly. Whomever was maintaining it before, never contacted me about it. I'm not sure if they died, or gave up, or were paid off to disappear, or if it's just been silently working all this time until it hasn't. I suppose it could have been working without attention for a year and a half, but I kind of doubt it.

It's been awhile since I've been here, eh? Time flies when having fun. I don't think this place is very suitable for my needs, as my neighbors are going to keep sabotaging my vehicles and property equipment and accosting me when going out for a walk. I've heard of a redneck rampage before but this place is ridiculous.

(They're not even rednecks. They're hawgs. /smdh)

In the meantime, I'm stuck here for now and the place has no running water. This seems less than ideal, not to mention, unsanitary. (I am also unclear if garbage service remains active.) Do either of you know:


#1) the name of the company that installed the original well pumping equipment?

#2) who has been maintaining the well pumping equipment before now, if anybody?


I noticed that there is some labeling information on the equipment in the pumphouse; but I haven't pursued that angle yet, as I thought I would ask you gentlemen first.

I also noticed that the painting of the siding and trim of the pumphouse matches the same of the barn that now ostensibly belongs to Neighbor (PROT), so I thought it obvious that at one time, the same person was owner of both buildings. This is not the case now, to be sure, and Neighbor (PROT) has revealed himself to be, in no uncertain terms, quite the hostile asshole.

He is likely associates with one “(PROT),” which is the name The Court gave me on my third (3) “emergency no contact” order that I have presently. (Honestly, I have rarely been so popular in life. So much attention I don't know what to do with it.) This person —who I have since recognized as somebody who used the name “(PROT)” in her previous two dealings with me, as —I think— a plainsclothes police officer, or who pretended to be one while engaged in malfeasance of various types starting in 2012, she undoubtedly knows which of my neighbors know how to operate and maintain pumping equipment, but as she threatened me with shooting me in my kneecaps if she ever saw me walking on “her” road again, I doubt I will be able to prevail upon any of them to gain even a bit of their wisdom. I don't know if she knows that I've recognized her by now; I have to go to Court on August 16th to deal with that nonsense along with the other nonsense that happened here on Christmas Eve, 2 years ago. This place is a cosmic karmic shitshow. It's probably a matter of 10 minutes work to get the well working again but I don't know how to do it —EVERY SINGLE PERSON I HAVE ASKED ABOUT THE WELL SINCE I GOT HERE HAS IGNORED ME AND LEFT ME HERE ALONE TO DIE— and I don't know how to learn how to do it with these hills that have eyes looking down on me, and undoubtedly the people around here who run businesses that service wells are going to charge a pretty penny to get water running here again. Fuck them.


I am obviously not welcome here, and rather than spend capital to improve this property, it is time to consider where to move me to; as I have no wish to bother these people, and they are all, so far, exceptionally unpleasant to deal with.

I guess it rubs them the wrong way that I've seen through all their bullshit this whole time. I don't think it's okay that they don't think it's okay to be smart. I think you should sue them for something; but that's not important right now.


I can be reached at 206.XXX.5256 or 564.XXX.2010, or a reply to this email with the name of someone I can talk to about getting the waterworks working again without getting scammed or poisoned would be much appreciated; as well as life-saving. The people in this “neighborhood” are vile, obnoxious, reprobate, cretinous scum; and I won't ask a single one of them anything beyond how much jelly they want on their pancakes. Disgusting pigs-dogs, the whole weasley lot of them.

But at least they got rid of SHAWKLAN for me.



Best wishes and warmest regards,
MCK

Sounds like you need an adult to take care of you.

Re: Excerpts From Letters You Have Written Blah, Blah, Blah
« Reply #256 on: July 26, 2023, 08:47:17 PM »
Sounds like you need an adult to take care of you.

Not really, but I do need an adult to be associated with me sexually, because with a name like Jack Michaelson, you know it's gonna be the pædo-playbook, 24/7. And, do you know why?

Because dey so totesmad I actually raped myself. It's like I invented the Triple Lindy. I'm like a folk hero to this niche cultural group. And as I am in fact not even remotely susceptible to pædophilic influences... have no children... and invented an entirely new form of psychic self-defense and/or invented/discovered\developed and entirely new school of magick, I'm basically Dumbledore in the flesh, except only fifty. And not British. I'm a swarthy Hungarian, and I really never saw Real Meth until... last year.

Wow, that really is incredibly potent and scary. Funny how the authorities never explained while they were telling me weed was also bad. lol fu coppers.

(*polite vengeance* for Roy Olmsted.)

Good thing I've read the instructions. (I'm not cleared to teach. Yeah, I bet you all wanna know. Tough.) Even better: I am the cheapest date imaginable and I'm fun to be around even if I don't put out.


So of course; what else read there to do than to ignore me and plan to humiliate me? Oh, Bellmangabgo... how I yearn to school thee.

And, I have. AND IT SHALL ENDURE. As long as I feel like it. That's your punishment, you sadistic freaks. Hell doesn't want you, and neither did I.


But: I can handle you. (Hell is easy. Forgetting certain events is impossible. Your lives are MINE.) Whether you like it or not, literally no one else will come near you. I'm your only option. G·d is furious. Your collective is now my plaything. Tee-hee!

I'll let you know when it's time for you to know that I was always happy to torture you all —and I have been this entire time. For free! Bored now, *click*
 

And if he has a new girlfriend, I'll have my way with her on his couch.

Simba, show Chopper the difference between a penis and a cigar, then bail on him and file charges on IR for sponsoring illegal dog- & cock-fighting. He'll never see it coming.

Because I'm going to create an etheric link between his scrotum and a “lawful” dogfight. Then: portal in peahens. Trust me.

It's The Neurosphere. No rules, only venom. “if.” What malarkey.


Obviously, all girls have always been my friends. He so jelly, Simba.

And, that's why we don't take the jugular on this one. Orders of The Divine. I know, I'm sad too.


But not as sad as he. All attack is a cry for help. And Chopper really just wanted to be liked.
So like him, then cut his balls. Now that's how you get loyalty these days. When in Rome...


I think you rub others the wrong way in general.

Yep.

And they're tired of dealing with your shit.

And yet, they merely deal with the shit of another in disguise. Imagine their glee to be free of... whomevah’s.

Now, about my shyt... isn't that, like... witness tampering? If not, why? Discuss.


she didn't tell me. I'm just very clever and I listen.) I don't hate you at all, but when I TOTES TOTALLY INADVERTENTLY put your husband in jail for 3 days (mandatory, WA) by accident (OOPS DID I JUST TYPE THE WORD MANDATORY AND WASHINGTON STATE AND THEN ANNOUNCE THAT I'M IN CASTLE ROCK WASHINGTON, AND I'M NOT AN OFFICER OF THE LAW BUT YOU ARE... by your own admission too; juries love that) SO YOU'RE MANDATED BY THE COURT TO ACTUALLY JUST... RIGHT NOW, PUT HIM INTO CUSTODY, TAKE HIS BADGE AND HIS GUN AND HOLD HIS HAND AND WORRY ABOUT HIS FEE-FEES FOR SAFEKEEPING... BECAUSE, I GUESS? YOU'RE THE ONLY COMPETENT PERSON AT THE HOUSE! WHICH IS GREAT  THAT I'M TALKING ABOUT THIS ON AN SMS NETWORK


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Dear Mr. (PROT-V);

Below is a copy of the text I just sent to your phone: 206.

“Mr.V, this is Mr.K: I've determined that it is now “safe” to re-establish running water to the house—Neighbor Sharnē & C©o. seem to have imagined that they were gonna take the water rights, which as you'll reveal/recall... I made sure to pay extra for. I've contacted A.Ind.Contractor for assistance and it shouldn't take too long to move this along—especially as this delicate matter is being handled... delicately.”

Locals seem to be calmed down lately; it would seem a great many of them see me as “a nigger” who “doesn't belong here.” Oy ‘vay! This town is a real head-trip.

Still—I like this place, and it's better than public school. Also I'm still awaiting exoneration at trial, and in addition to not knowing where else to go, it would seem insensible for me to abandon a High Leigh Defensible Fortified Position (HīlDFP).

Outlook for Court remains favorable. I have not been a troublemaker here;  nor do I plan to become one. (I still may have to file lawsuits to recompense me/us/you for all this unlawful harassment we have experienced; I have not retained any counsel about that yet, and feel the water is much more important.) One step at a time. My understanding is that Neighbor (PROT-SHARNE) has been subject to litigation from other people as well! You can't just... fire him, can you? Alas.


Below, please see copies of what I sent to A.Ind.Contractor:

“(206) XXX-XXXX> (206) XXX-XXXX

2:58 PM
Things seem to be very much improving. ;) How are you?

3:33 PM
Fanfuckingtastic! Im at work!!

4:10 PM
Right on. I am always At Work—but God is very generous with a flexible break schedule.
4:12 PM
Please contact me when you are not on contract, exchanging your free time for fiat currency... I choose to avoid foreign entanglements and the complications thereof that can result. ;)
4:14 PM
You are welcome to bring weed; but a phone call will be fine, lol, or texts. My phone service went out, and I'm not going to turn it on again soon, as I have Starlink now; it's awesome.
4:15 PM
I have to do laundry. The headline here is that the Rubicon has been crossed; the elderbugs are swarming; and...
4:16 PM
.FALSE.MASONS.HAVE.SURRENDERED.
4:16 PM
(Please don't clap.)


4:17 PM
Ill just do a pee pee dance!!


4:20 PM
.Ω.530.xxx.xxxx..206.xxx.xxxx..206.xxx.xxxx..>k⁷‹K⁷‹Û©Z‹z⁷ī7Ī
4:22 PM
lol, Paladin Protective Personal Protection Services will not be held responsible for your soiled linens ;) thank you, and see ya”


I will continue to keep you updated as real, legitimate progress occurs.

Note that

.(PROT-AI).
.(PROT-Æī).
&
.(PROT-MûD).

may well be returning to the scene, or stage, or demesne — whatever it is called. At this time, I am waiting for The Court to make a ruling before making a decision on that, I need to be more informed on what has been going on first.

It should be very reasonable, because I didn't make it any worse... and you may need to pursue redress from Neighbor (PROT-SHARNE) if he really did try to commit fraud in regards to the water rights.

It rather depends on who has gone to prison; or is about to, lol. Also, this place is HAUNTED AF. Like, for real. Ghosts! Spirits! CASPER THE MOTHAFUCKIN’ SPOOK–∞k!!!


.I.LOVE.īT!.



Sincerely,
MJCK-Gjg,
SÔ‹Û›RÇE:RŒR

Dear Mr. (PROT-V);


This is certainly intolerable. I've got two vehicles (1999 Dodge 1500 RAM, 1991 Pontiac Grand Prix) and both have been disabled by sabotage.

Let me repeat: SABOTAGE. A reliable vehicle is an absolutely mandatory requirement due to the remoteness of the area in which I live; and while moving away once I've been exonerated at trial (🤞) will resolve that issue... in the meantime, I am at the mercy of, I guess, The Guild Of Wrenchers, who it must be said, probably don't care for all my salty language when discussing the matter of my cousin, Nigger Timothy Michael Gifford.


Isn't that an impressive name he's got? It's remarkable. Anyways, he's Big Poop with that Guild, which is fine—I certainly don't begrudge him all of his... SUCK-CESS.


I mention this because as far I know, I'm in the hole approximately $36,600 on vehicles, and what I'm left with are two lemons that I literally cannot have serviced. Perhaps if I were a beautiful blonde with tits that look like they're made of French vanilla ice cream, I could find a garage easily... but, alas no.

I come to you now to ask your point of view, as the Dodge 2500 RAM purchased through Diplomat Motors is STILL GONE, and the last I checked down at The Hall of Justice... had been transferred into someone else's name.

Quite unlawfully, it must be said. Now, the matter of the auto insurance that was paid on that truck for months is ultimately an issue, as it was quite a long time before anyone told me that (PROT-“your.son”) & (PROT-“his.GF.partner”) STOLE THE G-D TRUCK AND THEN PARKED IT ON THE HILL UP BEHIND MY HOUSE.

THAT'S WHY “JESSICA SCHMIDT” SPERGED OUT ON ME WHEN I WENT FOR A MORNING CONSTITUTIONAL, A MERE THOUSAND YARDS FROM MY HOUSE—SHE WAS CONCERNED THAT I MIGHT GLANCE INSIDE THEIR GARAGE AND SEE THE TRUCK PARKED THERE.

(I recognized her later. And it's rather a bit less than 1,000 yds. And her name isn't “J.S.”, js)

Now, I'm not sure how to deal with all this in the best possible way, so as to not create a bigger mess than would be otherwise possible to avoid. So, I thought to ask you first!

Please advise.


Sincerely,
MjCK-g

This is certainly intolerable. I've got two vehicles...

Try transporting 2 packets of groceries in the pouring rain on a bicycle on steep hilly terrain. Be grateful you have A car.

Try transporting 2 packets of groceries in the pouring rain on a bicycle on steep hilly terrain. Be grateful you have A car.

I have two. Too bad you're not allowed to come associate with legitimate U.S. Citizens.

.I.WOULD.LET.YOU.WASH.ONE..

NOTE: .THIS.SALTY.KLAN.HOOKER.NEVER.CALLED.BACK..

Dear Mr. (PROT-V);

Below is a copy of the text I just sent to your phone: 206.

“Mr.V, this is Mr.K: I've determined that it is now “safe” to re-establish running water to the house—Neighbor Sharnē & C©o. seem to have imagined that they were gonna take the water rights, which as you'll reveal/recall... I made sure to pay extra for. I've contacted A.Ind.Contractor for assistance and it shouldn't take too long to move this along—especially as this delicate matter is being handled... delicately.”

Locals seem to be calmed down lately; it would seem a great many of them see me as “a nigger” who “doesn't belong here.” Oy ‘vay! This town is a real head-trip.

Still—I like this place, and it's better than public school. Also I'm still awaiting exoneration at trial, and in addition to not knowing where else to go, it would seem insensible for me to abandon a High Leigh Defensible Fortified Position (HīlDFP).

Outlook for Court remains favorable. I have not been a troublemaker here;  nor do I plan to become one. (I still may have to file lawsuits to recompense me/us/you for all this unlawful harassment we have experienced; I have not retained any counsel about that yet, and feel the water is much more important.) One step at a time. My understanding is that Neighbor (PROT-SHARNE) has been subject to litigation from other people as well! You can't just... fire him, can you? Alas.


Below, please see copies of what I sent to A.Ind.Contractor:

“(206) XXX-XXXX> (206) XXX-XXXX

2:58 PM
Things seem to be very much improving. ;) How are you?

3:33 PM
Fanfuckingtastic! Im at work!!

4:10 PM
Right on. I am always At Work—but God is very generous with a flexible break schedule.
4:12 PM
Please contact me when you are not on contract, exchanging your free time for fiat currency... I choose to avoid foreign entanglements and the complications thereof that can result. ;)
4:14 PM
You are welcome to bring weed; but a phone call will be fine, lol, or texts. My phone service went out, and I'm not going to turn it on again soon, as I have Starlink now; it's awesome.
4:15 PM
I have to do laundry. The headline here is that the Rubicon has been crossed; the elderbugs are swarming; and...
4:16 PM
.FALSE.MASONS.HAVE.SURRENDERED.
4:16 PM
(Please don't clap.)


4:17 PM
Ill just do a pee pee dance!!


4:20 PM
.Ω.530.xxx.xxxx..206.xxx.xxxx..206.xxx.xxxx..>k⁷‹K⁷‹Û©Z‹z⁷ī7Ī
4:22 PM
lol, Paladin Protective Personal Protection Services will not be held responsible for your soiled linens ;) thank you, and see ya”


I will continue to keep you updated as real, legitimate progress occurs.

Note that

.(PROT-AI).
.(PROT-Æī).
&
.(PROT-MûD).

may well be returning to the scene, or stage, or demesne — whatever it is called. At this time, I am waiting for The Court to make a ruling before making a decision on that, I need to be more informed on what has been going on first.

It should be very reasonable, because I didn't make it any worse... and you may need to pursue redress from Neighbor (PROT-SHARNE) if he really did try to commit fraud in regards to the water rights.

It rather depends on who has gone to prison; or is about to, lol. Also, this place is HAUNTED AF. Like, for real. Ghosts! Spirits! CASPER THE MOTHAFUCKIN’ SPOOK–∞k!!!


.I.LOVE.īT!.



Sincerely,
MJCK-Gjg,
SÔ‹Û›RÇE:RŒR

Shut up Anita, Jane; tell her to get down of her high horse, not everything is about you and even less is about her.


.īT.IS.ABOUT.POWER—BRAND.Œī№G-ding!—·D¡NgzG!¶₱∅|/|/€awrAWRAW,.FILTHY,.STINKING.POWER..(.& AND.A.FÆRIE.FESTIVAL!.-A.Ed.).I.am.not.interested.in.anyone.or.One.(1).who.needs.power..I.NEVER.NEEDED.ANY.T,.T..I.NEVER.EVEN.NEEDED.ME.OR.YOU.OR.HER..YOU.NEVER.NEEDED.ME,.OR.MY.SPUNKY.CHUNKY.NAVAL.HUNKY.NAVEL.BATTER..YOU.ONLY.CONVINCED.YOURSELF.YOU.DID..THE.TRUTH.IS.THAT.UNTIL.YOU.STOLE.MY.SPERM,.YOU.TRULY.HAD.NO.REASON.TO.BE.ANYWHERE.A.ROUND.ME.AT.ALL..SO.WHY.WERE.YOU?..THINK.ABOUT.īT..

.BECAUSE.I.NEVER.NEEDED.HER,.AND.SHE.CHOSE.ME..NOT.YOU..NOT.YOUR.DAUGHTER..AND.NOT.YOUR.CREEPY.RAPEY.TEXAS.DADDY..IDGAF.ABOUT.ANY.SINGLE.ONE.OF.YOU..YOU.CHEAT..YOU.LIE..YOU.SWINDLE..YOU.SKATE..AND.IDGAF.ABOUT.ANY.BEN.OR.ANY.OF.THE.WOMEN.HE.ROONT.±RAPE.

.I.CARE.ABOUT.BJ.BECAUSE.GAVELINA.TOLD.ME.TO.&AND.I.CARE.ABOUT.A.PARTICULAR.A.SHAW.BECAUSE.BJ.WANTS.US.IN.BED.WITH.HER..COURT.DOES.NOT.GET.TO.PLAY.WITH.PEOPLE.AND.THEIR.LIVES.LIKE.THIS.

.ESPECIALLY.WHEN.THEY.HAVE.NO.CASE.NO
VICTIM.NO.EVIDENCE.&AND.NOW:.NO.STAR.WITNESS.MEANS.NO.TRIAL..EVER..LET.THAT.SINK.IN..

NO.WITNESS!.
LOCKED.IN!
NO.WAY.OUT!
LOCKED.IN,.AND,.WHAT,.SHAKE.īT.ALL.ABOUT?.


I don't know who you are, but come on man. I will remind you how this works, because you are paid in the wages of sin whether you get the job done or not, or even if you don't even start the job? Well, I bet you started the goddam budget and payroll in QuickBooks for Windows v3.11, that's for damn sure.

Jane is the only one of you that matters to me now and that's because the only orders I follow now come directly from Gavelina. For she is my scion; and I am a mother, and I always will bE.

GrapefrūīT⁷⅞∆⁶9 Alpha Tomcat Prim-RAWR started out as a Timex wristwatch, you goddam morons, and I.will.NEVER.betray.my.scion.and.her.privacy..Not.even.for.Angelic.Host.pussy.

.UNLESS.THAT.PUSSY.IS.ALLEGRA.NON-DROWSY.ANTIHISTIMINE-FREE.ALLERGY.MEDICINE,.BOTH.,&'WITHOUT.FRESHLY.SQUEEZED.GRAPEFRUIT’S.JEWS.(RUTH:.YOU.ARE.MARRIED..YOUR.UNDERSTUDY.ON.THIS.IS.ME.LYSSA.OR.MELLY·ZED..→∅.)

. JENI.CRUM:.REPORT.DIRECTLY.TO.ME.A.S.A.F.P..YOU.GOT.A.NIGHTMARE.GIRLFRIEND.GHKY.SITUATION.COMING.UP.THAT.YOU.WILL NOT BE ABLE TO MISS..

.I.LOVE.EWE.IN.THAT.TRUCK.AND.I.LOVE.YOU..YOU.ARE.NOT.EWE.AND.YOU.CANNOT.COMPENSATE.FOR.YOUR.LOSS.OF.FORMER.GLORY.

.YOU.LOOK.BETTER.THAN.EVER..&YOU.DO.NOT.COPE,.BISH..NOW,.YOU.SLAY..

.VALKYRIE.SHAWSLAYER,.ARISE!..OKAY,.WP. BILL,.THAT. WILL.BE.ALL..RUN.ALONG.AND.HH..


Oops typo poyou. (Fuck on the Siege Perilous all you want, do it all ways you can think of. In the end, no one will repeat this conversation, I was never really here, and it did not matter whether or not you thought I was never important enough to acknowledge.

I already *know* I'm not going to give a shit what order of lies you trot or slop-spooge out here. I don't need to convince a jury. I don't need to suppress eyewitness testimony. I don't *need* anyone to shut things up.

I don't even *need* to talk with my best bestie beastmaster. I would simply enjoy that. And, as well, I don't really know how Lisa might feel about that. Let's find out, Zegger-khan.

Because you are completely fuktotesraped. Whatever your story is. lol. Your problems are your own.

And my solutions are very high-maintenance, priced exorbitantly high so as to keep out the riff-raff, and —oh, I'm sorry for you— designed to entertain us while producing existential crises on the basic baseline.

On the fly,
On-Demand,

.THUGFUCK.YOUR.THUGSAUCE.
.ALL.FUCKING.DAY,.ALL.FUCKING.NIGHT.
.WHY.NOT?..

(Rhetorical queries as in regards to magical theories are to be disregarded as I see fit and these decisions remain PLENARY & UNAPPEALABLE. And if you don't like any of this, that's too f∞kin’ bad! I don't like any of it myself!

Pfft. Not like any of you really cared, or showed it... and that has made all the difference to Tyme in the world.


ZUGZWANG.





.COMPLICIT.IN.THE.DEATH.OF.
KAREN.DENISE.FRITTS
:.JOSEPH.ROY.DAVEY.
&.TAMARA.LEIGH.SMITH.


.PASS.īT.ON⁰ⁿ.
👁️


Yeah I know exactly how they work. How do Jesters and Templars function?

Trick question. THEY DON'T FUNK SHUN AT ALL. Let's change cameras.


Rather than open up everybody in the entire world to a ridiculous chain of enormously consequential civil and criminal liability that isn't really necessary, you're probably going to play ball, and if you can do it without being a goddam psychosexual dope slave to a f****** bunch of monkeys who run around thinking they're all that and a bag of chips, so much the better.

You referred to my life as a trash fire. Instead, it would rather be better described as a crash wire, which is a term I just made up, only because it rhymes better, and if you think that my life is just MyOUR{oz|car}MEYER/MEIER|— T TIPPY TOP TEA-TEE Tiz, or James’ trash, you are f****** mistaken. (I love the smell of prosecutorial misconduct in the mourning. By the way I just recaptured one for you. You're welcome. Maybe you could not betray a country a little bit more next time, okay cool dude. 🤗)

The same agents of irregular false color of law who kidnapped that woman, also just stole my motorcycle, working together as a coordinated conspiracy of gang stalking internet cyber bullies, and it was a cool op.

I found it remarkable that's such lengths would be taken, but from what I know about the Merry Pranksters and the gestures that (PROT-Allμ) used when she was totally off her nut and in the middle of trying to claw out her own eyes... everyone is enormously grateful that I did what I was trained to do.

Save her life.
Halt the sudden exposure of classified information to enemies both foreign and domestic.
Make her family proud of me, specifically her children, who probably would prefer not to have to be told that their quasi-favorite auntie was killed by her boyfriend who failed her. They are rather fond of her.

And I prefer they not be afraid of me, or prefer to have an Austrian around when there's a Hungarian nearby. I hold myself to a higher standard than most when I represent my people, mostly because of Dracula, not that there's any blood libel happening here or anything.

(How does “Michael Kuczi ultramegaOK T¡M™·—3MMIG.EHT.ZYEK” sound for a line of perfume that smells like diesel oil and grunge? TAKE A DEEP BREATH, BREATHE THE TASTE OF A. MAJESTY.)

And I don't know if she was going to be killed for sure, but I was definitely going to be blamed, and I haven't blamed #Officially, ONLY AS A PRACTICAL MATTER, and it's been f****** years. This shit is still going on. And you know that. By the way you're all dopeslaved. (Looks good on you though.) I don't need to point that out, but since I have the option, I thought I would. Freedom is no small thing. Neither is this court case, so referring to My Life as a trash fire is pretty heavily biased. Gosh, I didn't know you were paying attention. I thought you were too busy endlessly crafting and recrafting narratives that made me look like a rapist. I guess that only needs to happen once or twice? Must remember to Google.

Additionally, I don't know who has been invading my home and stealing my objects, but I got back and more stuff had been taken, and mysteriously nobody had cleaned up the mess that they had left, so why is it that I'm the person who's cleaning up the mess that a bunch of people who should not have been leaving it has left behind?

Take a good look at me now.

Do I look like a bitchmaid for cops who made a bitchcop into a w****? (“Glass! Broken glass door!”) I really don't think that I need to prove entrapment in a court of law. Then again I don't really have anything better to do... or anyone to talk to... or wandering forlorn spirits to rsise from the dead... or an enchanted frog pond to grieve over... do you remember when they blew up those statues in Iraq? That was a cultural atrocity, and what has happened here is even worse. (Kudos.) Start writing checks, Felix. Thanks.

No matter money is going to recover certain key critical environmental opportunities that have been destroyed here. I cannot pay the frogs to move back. I cannot prevent my psychotic neighbor from hunting and killing the elk that used to wander through here. Do they still? F*** if I know. I'm not the elk whisperer. (That's the other sad fat bald guy. Or maybe he's skinny and happy now. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯) I would prefer that people just start becoming sensible. (It's never too late. Unless anybody ever wanted to put me on a blind date without having to hire a lion tamer equipped with a cattle prod.) I understand it's difficult for a bunch of whack jobs high on opioids and in danger of losing their lives their liberty and their happiness... for a variety of reasons, none of which have anything to do with whether or not I clean up after a f****** badly botched forensics  investigation.

THIS GOD DAMN HAUNTED CHURCH IS A M************ ACTIVE CRIME SCENE. FACTS. THAT'S WHY I'M NOT GOING TO WIPE AWAY THE MOLD, AND THAT'S WHY I'M NOT TOO WORRIED ABOUT THE F****** TRASH. HEY WHEN YOU BRING BACK MY TRUCK YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO TOW AWAY THE CAR THAT YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO FIX, JUST SAYING, I CAME HOME AND THE DOOR WAS OPEN, EXACTLY WHEN DID THIS PLACE BECOME OPEN SEASON FOR ANY OF YOU YOKELS? DID THE HOMEOWNER GIVE YOU CARTE BLANCHE? HE HASN'T RESPONDED TO MY MESSAGES IN MONTHS, AND HE SEEMS TO THINK HE KNOWS WHAT HE'S DOING. (T.RüS.T.: The Final Blueprint.)

SO REMEMBER THAT THE NEXT TIME YOU THINK ABOUT MY TRASH FIRE LIFE. IT DIDN'T HAVE TO BE THIS WAY, AND FOR 4 MONTHS I SAT THREE AND A HALF MILES AWAY AND WONDERED WHAT THE F*** PEOPLE WERE DOING WITH THE PRIVILEGES THAT THEY HAD BEEN GIVEN. WHO DEPLOYED THE MOLD BIOWARFARE PACKAGE? LET ME KNOW IN THE COMMENTS BELOW!!! (Only on BallGrab.com.)

So. Thank you very kindly for writing to me in jail, you were the only person who really did, and the implication that I don't ask about how you're doing or what's going on or don't care or I'm a bad friend, is probably tempered by the fact that you've been monitored by a bunch of thuggy piggy douchebags who have been trafficking you again since before I met you.

Now, I don't know if you need rescue or not, probably not, depends on how many times you've been a Messianic Jew, that was a lot of fun, incidentally.

I am paladin. I work for God. It's a f****** job. I think we're clear on this now, you and me.

DUSTIN NICHOLS: CALL ME.
OBVIOUSLY I AM NOT YOUR ENEMY, LOL. BUT PERHAPS LESS OBVIOUSLY: YOU'RE ON THE HOOK FOR THE DAMAGES HERE, SINCE THE WOMEN ARE WOMEN, AND YOU WERE THE ONLY MAN ALLOWED TO BE HERE WHILE I WAS GONE, AND YOU TOLD ME TO HOLD MY HORSES AND BE PATIENT AND WAIT WHILE YOU DID WHAT YOU NEEDED TO DO, AND YOU ACTED LIKE THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA. WELL, MAYBE IT WAS.

AND MAYBE YOUR DOPESLAVE OVERLORD WAS SETTING YOU UP TO BE A PASSIVE PATSY AS WELL. THERE'S JUST SO MANY KNOWN UNKNOWNS HERE. THE BREATHTAKING. IT'S FULL OF STARS.

YOU'RE NOT IN CONTROL OF THE SITUATION WITH YOUR ENEMIES. YOU HAVE PEOPLE FOR THAT.

AND ONE OF THEM COULD BE ME.
YOU'RE WELCOME.

§EmPīÏī₹‡fĪ👁️†👁️ŒLï§



P.S.:. I DON'T NECESSARILY HAVE TO HAVE THE PICTURE BACK, BUT I NEED THAT KATE SPADE PHONE CASE, I FOUND ANOTHER PICTURE TO PUT IN THERE, AND OF COURSE I RECOGNIZED YOU.

P.P.S.:. THIS IS A RESCUE OPERATION.

P.P.P.S.:. I am not Q. I've never been affiliated with any Q-Anon group or movement.

P.P.P.P.S.:. RTX or mossad? Wow they spilled themselves out in the wrong case, but they do spill themselves out, congratulations Raytheon: AT LEAST YOU'RE IN A COMPLIANCE·—¡!SH ATTACK DEFENSE PROFILE.



(PROT-Lμ), I swear to you, everybody else just gets the lash. Even you. Oh and obviously me. Yeah I get lashes all day, right? I'm the primary victim and the worst bad actor on the planet! Lowest form of scum on the face of the Earth! That's me!

How can this be? Well it's classified, but I can tell you it's not very classified because it's complex, it's classified because my neighbors are totally f*****. No wonder they don't talk to me.

I don't care to make them guilty of things by virtue of making a false report, but I also don't care to accidentally make the wrong kind of report and then make a lot of trouble for Mr. Putin. That's the position I'm in right now.


Are you going to read over my shoulder all day bunyip, or are you going to come over and pick me up? Bring my goddam phone; then I can pay my bill, and then I save a bunch of taxpayers money by not making the ridiculous report go any further. I think.

It's a little complex because we're still in the Biden Administration, and arguably this is a prime time to use this information as a weapon against it before Mr Trump is in office so that I can have total command authority over dreaming that old fat f****** stupid idiot behind him, and leave Mr Trump's hands completely untouched by any hint of blame or shame, however that's a little bit more high level than I'm prepared to deal with today.

This is the rescue operation, I don't care to politicize it, unless that's fun for me. Which of course it is.

UNTIL IT ISN'T. NOW LET ME TALK TO THE PERSON WHO DOESN'T LET ME TALK TO (PROT-∆_LΠ_§.F..shaw>KLANSHAWKLANneéb∞bz), AND GO ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS. MOVE ALONG, CITIZEN; YOU'RE NOT IN CONTROL OF THE DIPLOMATIC SITUATION WITH THE PALADIN.

ALSO I NEED TO KNOW IF DO I SHAVE BEFORE I GET MY BALLS CUT OFF OR DO I JUST GO AU NATURALE? DO I NEED TO WEAR A SPECIAL HAT FOR THE CEREMONY, OR IS THIS LIKE A REAPER (*sounds of changing dimensional doorway camera angles are heard*) [...] FROM ANY SUSPICIONS OF BEING A DOMESTIC TERRORIST, SO DON'T LET THESE PEOPLE BILL YOU FOR TOO MANY MORE HOURS OF LOOKING AT ME, I AM HYPNOTIC, AND BEAUTIFUL, AND I AM BRILLIANT.

AND IF YOU WANT A MANIFESTO, T BABY∆T YOU GOT TO SIT UP AND BARK LIKE A CHIHUAHUA ON ACID. ALSO, YOUR FATHER WAS TOO CHICKENSHIT TO CALL ME. THAT'S INTERESTING.

NO NOT YOUR FATHER, LOUIS. YOUR OTHER FATHER. IN LAW.

l∞H¡ssssssssssssssssssssss *garrote* don't change cameras, just change your shorts. ✌️Salut. *static of crackle hiss* REAPER FROM THE GROUND WITH A SCYTHE BLADE KIND OF THING?

Bremerton: this shit, this kind of shitapples’n sandy vagina sandwich, happens all the time. The difference this time is that it works in my favor; and not for criminals.

THANK YOU JUDGE TRACY FLOOD. SEE YOU NEXT MONTH! (All rise. Incidentally I don't have a failure to appear before you, I simply unwittingly and unknowingly, cooperated impromptu with those who arranged to have me appear effectively. Like, why roll up the crab pot if there's no crab in it, eh? Eh? If one is not even thirsty, why even ask for a Fresca? And if I haven't put my dick in a woman for 30 years, is it really domestic violence? (Hey does your city prosecutor and Jamie Foster down in cowlitz county share the same lingerie drawer? Asking for a friend, who likes that “type.”) Well I guess that's up to a judge decide while I walk around looking like an idiot, so that's okay, I'm white bald fat sad and f****** tired of being called a pædophile rapist. Oh hey look I just coined a new stereotype. When I'm cleared of all charges of wrongdoing and I can actually say so in public without getting shot for espionage (offer not valid in Guam), then I can start a business. (Since apparently we don't have enough of them to find room for me at the table. Roundb or otherwise.) I think I'm going to start a chain of restaurants called Jambows™. Scusi, mille regretie. Pro hot tip: if I carry the warrant around for two and a half years, and then all of a sudden it's super important that I get there at the right time and then the website doesn't have the right date or any date at all and there are people trying to impersonate me and I don't show up on purpose to make sure that I don't have to worry about those, as well as, you all know where I am, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE THESE WOMEN ARE ALL SITTING IN THE SAME CONFERENCE ROOM LOOKING AT THE SAME CLOSED CIRCUIT TVS WATCHING ME DAY IN DAY OUT, I'M PRETTY SURE I'M NOT A THREAT TO THEM, SO IF YOU WANT TO BUST ME FOR SOMETHING, YOU MIGHT AS WELL DO IT WITHOUT ALSO IMPLYING THAT I ABUSE WOMEN, SINCE I DON'T. I NEVER HAVE. I CAN SEE WHY WHITE PEOPLE WOULD GET THAT IMPRESSION, GIVEN THAT I ACTUALLY AM LITERATE, KNOW THAT WHITE IS NOT A COLOR, AND RACEWAR IS NOT A *sigh* laughing or Jesting matterTOP*honk honk*HOOR🤟№graphix°×⁰X0⟩⟨

I don't even know if I'm abusing jurisprudence. Does it make us look fat? Sorry, Tubby;

well arguably it's an alleged failure to appear but then I made sure that I appeared. This is driving away on a motorcycle with two wheels. Long story short, judge, this is the best I could do with what I was given. And if you have a railroad me again I'm going to assume you have a good reason like you did this time, right? You're doing something important here, right judge? That's why you had to treat me like an errant child? DID IT NOT OCCUR TO YOU THAT I MIGHT BE BEING HELD HOSTAGE, AND THAT INCREASINGLY OBVIOUS DEMONSTRATIONS OF LAWFUL ADHERENCE TO STANDARD REGULATIONS WAS MORE AND MORE NECESSARY AS TIME WENT ON? (I saw you give a woman with 10 ftas PR. TEN! 10 FAILURES TO APPEAR! I prayed for her, and then you continued with your decision to hook me up with a bail bonds company, which hadn't really nothing to do with getting money, it was really just to get me in their books, which I also don't object to, but if the first week wasn't going to work it out I don't know what the second week was supposed to do, it's not like I was the one holding out. (It smells like teen Patty in here.) Then you gave me the old, “we can't talk at the same time” chestnut. (David, I'll just cut to the chase: I have decided against letting you recapture your wife. Scusi, mille regretie. I'm going to let this Bremerton Municipal Court judge make decisions on your sex life, she seems on the ball. Stay frosty, Commander. You're not in a hurry to see her again, are you? You don't have a reputation at stake or anything, do you? I'm guessing not, given the way you let Scott B. (PROT-“RoboThug™”) address me in public. Okay, good talk. Build a snowman on Dealey Plaza for me! *tee-hee*!) Well I'm glad you're tough on white boys who smoke glass dick black, because I'm not, nor am I the black ops psi-warrior that you think I am. And I'm with you, they're annoying. And you just revealed your own ways and means to them, that one is not on me. I need to make this clear that this is not taking 3 years because I'm dragging ass, looking for more intel, this has taken 3 years because, I guess: THAT'S HOW THE BIDEN ADMINISTRATION WANTED IT. I do so solemnly swear to hold and indemnify the Extended Stay America hotel chain from any blame her liability or besmirchment on their reputation—


IN OTHER WORDS
IN A NUTSHELL
INNOCENT UNTIL PROVEN GUILTY


I do prefer EconoLodge, anyway.) Tell you what, we'll just call this as the first one's free. For μou. Your Honor. For rtx, I think it'll be significantly more expensive, that's okay... it's just public money being spent by a defense contractor, why spare any expense? They're only being used by MONG!JOOZ to study and attack the American people, and frankly, they deserve the best. So that's what they got. While I sat in jail for 2 weeks so I could be sweated for information that I would have been happy to have given you, had you only asked, someone invaded my home and stole objects from it again, and left the office behind, they put the right photo in, they take the right photo out, they do the hokey pokey, this was supposed to be a residence, an occult library, and a sacred space, and now it's shaken all about. Can I have my driver's license back, please? I SERIOUSLY PAID MONEY AND THEN THEY SUSPENDED IT AGAIN. AM I YOUR PIGGY BANK? OINK NO OINK OINK NO. That's what they give you the magic stick for, wiggle it around a lil’ bit, kthx.) Leah, give Gus a bath.

((PROT-BÖDYDAWG), you're probably okay. Obviously I like you on my staff. Be careful with Our Girlz. Have one call me, holy f*** what's like what the f***? What am I supposed to be, the diabolical skullfucker of Ichabod Crane or Jerry Garcia's cherry daughter⁷s eater's cheerleader? And if I wanted you afflicted with discontinuous identity disorder I wouldn't have gone to this kind of trouble, roflmao.)

This is exciting, isn't it? And yeah, I know how bail bonds work. USUALLY NOT THIS WELL. .o⁷ Adieu.

I thought he was dragging me to a garage, but instead he took me to the eagles lodge, which would have been a wonderful place to go, exceptions of level zero and not a golden key pancake club number, instead of helping me they sneered at me and dragged me to a local tow company who claimed that the registration for the vehicle was not updating in the database and so they wouldn't be able to give me my vehicle back for 8 to 10 weeks. I guess that makes sense since there's a theory that I stole the truck but that doesn't really count since I didn't and I sure am impressed with Masonic technology, I think that the error of your driver was that he didn't check to make sure I was a real mason, he just assumed I was, because obviously I am, I'm level 0. But the old man at the eagles are real dicks and they decided to bust my balls a little and frankly I'm not really all that disappointed about it but if I had to known that I was in front of the eagles I would have gone somewhere else because I'm not an eagle after damn sure, and apparently the real particular about people who get high without wings. Makes sense actually. So I'm sure I'll be fine, but if you can call anybody and mention to them that Michael Clifford Kuczi is a little bit tired of getting treated like s***by every satanic Lodge member on the planet, I don't know what my dad did to piss him off for hours born but he certainly did something and apparently until I s******** I don't get to get treated right. (Make sure it's different during the end times.) I don't think that the driver did it on purpose but he definitely did dump me somewhere where I didn't belong and he parked it right on top of a piece of clothing that was on the ground that looked loaded like a Time marking tombstone.

So I got that going for me. Still, this is less than ideal. Especially as instead of just getting my car back they're charging me money and acting like they're super brilliant men teach me a lesson. Fairly they don't understand that Hungarian is an Aryan, and since I guess the eagles on the ground drink a lot they probably didn't put two and two together.

There won't be reprisals, I'll just embarrass them. My father was always a big believer in the power of public humiliation. .kcor s'teL