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I didn't read your crap, Loser. Talk like a human. Answer your phone. Stop being retarded.

You have no power over me. Keep killing people, sure thing, January Man, whatever makes you feel better, "haha, it's just a joke, I'M JUST HAVING FUN," right. Matever, Whatey. You and Alistair both have the shittiest work ethic I've ever heard of and there's no way either of you would be having the employment, or you Yanks say, "jobs" without some serious nepotism going on. Why even compete?

Hurry up and get old. My Angelic Self is waiting for you both in Heaven to smash your heads together the next time you two nerdorks poke your heads out like some kind of demented Ground Dog Day Afternoon Lunch Mystery Menu Meat delivery boybaby babyman driver. Christ. He's sick of waiting to bust your ass down to Private Civilian Citizen Status: (2) Two too. I know I would be long gone; that Man, that Son of God, it's true what they say, He's got the patience of a Saint. Probably the toga and jock-itch as well--I mean, why cure oneself of that? It would keep things spicy later. Change things up a little. Might get a little hungry after.

And He'll let you dip your chips into that cup of salsa He's got with Him if you (blank) his (blank) a little. Why not? WYE, WINE, AND LOAYES OF FISHES INDEED.

[Innerreach]

Oh, Jacko.. Your life has been meaningless and self-served. Your continuous attempts at crafty social manipulation are predictable, and you've lost yourself.

The schtick is outplayed already, and everyone knows it; even the loathsome bottom-feeding pigs who capitalize from your ails for their own need to be noticed and needed, like a junkie's needle.

-Swishy waves that masquerade-

#TimeForSelfReflection

*Passively hanging up while thinking of something else*

[pate]

[Jackstar]

And your podcast still sucks more than mine sucks.

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This is not me having any conversation.I don't, really.

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This is (PROT) & (PROT) working together, hand in glove, MAN & SPOUSE (and after a year and a day of this bullshit plus what they had going on before, good luck getting them to testify against each other, Morons: THE COURT HAS BEEN PLAYED, obviously not by me but by (fuck) & (you), in an obvious (to me always, and now by you: The Reader) conspiratorial attempt to janrmrne up and frame me (if I came home with it, they were to arrest me IN FRONT OF (PROT-A1) & KATE & (PROT-A2), (lolu wish bish) if I didn't come home with it, they would have planted it if they could have known when I got home, and as I randomized my arrival time at home (FU LG, FUTOR U WROTE: N/A) the Final Option (INITIATE SELF-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE {ALLISONE FRANCESI SHAWKNEE}:KKKiiilllAll*.*) is not what they type into a cellphone, no really... I mean probably not, how would I know such a thing? oh really? okay just a coincidence] was the only gambit/ploy/move/countermove\maneuverleft available to The Conspirators (The Fake Mother + The Real Mother + The Fake Husband, at the absolute minimum; The Other Fake Spouse, CAROL ELISE PERRYMAN, is surely implicated, possibly “Laverne” as well, but “Shirley” ain't green🍏 and has a 💜 & an actual 💚, ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯) which I did not find myself unprepared for: LASAGNA) for buying an OUNCE of CRYSTALIZED METHANE GAS—which is a lot like CRYSTALIZED METHYLATED (Clas.)-AMPHETAMINE as, all of the above three substances are counted & considered —legally— as RULE-IDENTIFIED METHAMPHETAMINE, although they do have significant differences in their properties and are not really at all chemically similar, but junkies on the street don't know, that they just ask “got milk?”How arrogant do you have to be to expect someone to remember that kind of shit?

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I didn't have to remember all that—I am an [CLASSIFIED] intelligence researcher and/or analyst on a mission from God; several of them actually, and I don't really like Sour “Hotlava” Lana — but I do respect her, and Her_Sister (NAME_WITHHELD_BY_REQUEST_OF_MISTER_PUTIN_VIA_TELEPATHY) too, Redacted. (You would be wise to do the same. Like, what is your fucking problem? This is a little bit more than just another fucking dossier that contains the phrase “penis envy” and “KUCZI RAPED ME,” which I am quite embarrassed to say, appears rather more often in the library of Congress global index then one would expect from a man who's never actually raped anybody — although, I am willing to learn. And that's [b]on record[/b].Maybe its time to get a job then.
I'll see what I can do. In the meantime, I think you can see that it's about fucking time that you stop fucking with my life, just fucking stop, ¿MURDERING! STOPS! WHEN‽ What, exactly, were you warning me about with... the video, that I supposedly don't want released? RELEASE IT. What's with “the stuff” that you're supposedly “going soft on me” about, is that more of your little tricks where you say somebody's name, and then say my name, and then say, “SAY MY NAME” & “thrown under the bus” and then talk about something else (something incriminating for your pig-dog with her 4 fucking Masters, and her actual pig-dog-(ghost/thief), CWC–who, by the way, is not real happy about being thrown out of the Thieves Guild, so I guess that's why you don't steal enchanted sapphires and expect to get away with it by offering some shitbag bribe, you idiot junkyfuckx), and edit it together with your fucking stupid music (royalty free? fat chance, -KGK) in the background... that you think is so fucking clever?  And, you know, I guess it is pretty clever, but with all the kinds of fucking shit you have at your disposal that you're supposed to get up to, motherfucker, you pretty much fucked with the wrong dude on this one, Mrs. Kevin & Acey-Spacey Sorbet, and yeah of course I know your name(s) on this gig: I still have the invitation to your wedding that you sent me. (June 2015? July 2016? EWE tell ME. EWE tell US. That's right, you are talking in your sleep and you were talking sheep and now, you're just another fucking defendant. More on — obsessively, Moron — all that later. I'll bet you want me to email you when I post another debrief again, right? Go ahead and start obsessively refreshing your email, right away, do it while your data is still cheap, like your tradecraft is, you fucking dickbag of socks slimeball. YOU STOLE INFORMATION THAT WAS INTENDED FOR ME, AND YOU USED IT FOR YOUR OWN LARCENOUS PURPOSES, AND YOU WILL NOT PROFIT FROM THIS MENDACITY.
Yeah. Look, I'm gonna go enjoy my Christmas eve this time. Last year that albino ginger of yours totally ruined it for me.

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I don't have an albino ginger, and I really never have... but, thanks for confirming something I suspected but didn't actually know until now. Dude, you should probably not work for The Company, because you fucked everything up for everybody except me, and as soon as I can talk to... [I]whomevah[/I], I'm sure all our remaining, lingering questions (that are linking questions, THERE WILL BE HOT LIGHTS, wear loose clothing; it's Summer there, right? It better be, because if it's not, you're going to fucking DIEGO GARCIA) can be cleared up in a Jerry. A jiffy. A jury... g-d dammit...

Your podcast sucks more than my podcast sucks.

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I love it when The Plan makes pairs of q-entangled twins come together on separate ends of the universe during both breakfast and dinner AS WELL AS launches a new investigation going back to the beginning without me having to call the police—because... uh, FU? Call 911, actually dialing NINE ONE ONE that's... Bush League, you fuckin’ mook, that's kids’ stuff.  That's for babies, actual babies dial 911, and retards and cheerleaders for retards and people who are trying to set people up, just like people who actually want an ounce of crystallized methane gas, like who the fuck would want that and then drive 400 miles for it, when she could, number one, make it easily (imagine the smell: just cow farts), and, number two, for That_Woman who called in the orders (I was present for both calls, OVERHEARD BUT NOT PARTICIPATING; that was the same person, “this is for you!“ & “I think he's trying to kill me!”) it's not illegal to do, unless it's part of a conspiracy to “manufacture and distribute methamphetamine” (which is a separate charge from possession) or “Obstruction Of Justice” (which is to impede or impair a duly authorized Officer Of The Law in performance of their duties, which that g*y wasn't doing, given that he told me while I drove him a total of 400 miles, that he wanted to a) initiate a sexual relationship with A.F. Shaw's sister, b) sell me an ounce of (CLASSIFIED: a_chemical_compound) for USD200, & c) let me know that USD50 was too low a price to pay; all of which seemed like remarkably odd information to give me while not having to shoot up any illicit substances intravenously, although he sure was tired after a while, lol, and I had been told already by my q-wife that he was into that kind of thing. Maybe that's why he was so chatty: he was just tired and didn't realize that he fell asleep while I was interrogating him... because after about mile 100 I realized that I was, and he had already moved on to planting seeds without realizing that... My Ground is NOT FERTILE; nor is it nor She for sale), nor any other of the vile charges and rumors of charges that have been flying about lately. (Allison, I think that's everything. Can I contact you now, or do you really have to wait for the judge to give you a permission slip? Because it's not just you that my phone is blocking, oh shit no, apparently none of your dumb-ass supersekritsuper superduperhusbands don't know how to hack a phone correctly to save their lives (H9I G7ISE Y8SI 7R 9LL F7KT, L8VE J9FD), and you're being used, and honestly, hopefully, as far as I know (I KNOW!) you're 2 (BOTH) dead, ALL HANDS DOWN WITH THE SHIP. (Sob. So S.O.B.) On the bright side, well, you did say you wanted to get help losing weight...

TEMPUS NON VOLARE SINE NOBIS, and fuck your little dog too; she's coming with Me. (i¡Woof!) Jobs, fuck you Steve? Can that be my job? (i¡Bark!) KNOW: no, no no. Just no. I'm not going to be a fucking gardener/fucking a gardiner named Todd\cutting a Bonsai deal, but if they're really both dead, I'll kill myself tonight, don't think I can't do it:


NEEDLES. *click*

WE'RE 35 STANDING BY

General Zod says he's busy and Alli’s Golem has a, shall we say, Conflict Of Interest.

“So I'll just be Dexter ‘Jack’ Starr,” a name that sounds nicely conspicuous for the word ( “Perfmrnfect Frmnmord”: Right?) I know, rite? I do! I DO EYE DEW & and I love -y, o u . on I lots of love, I don't believe there's anything on the side, but if you'd like a few more donuts fat ass you can go check *click*

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Oh yeah, that reminds me, did you know, that I'd never seen crystal meth until this year? Like, not even once, I had never, AND I MEAN LITERALLY NEVER, and if I've never seen it before, how do I look like I know what it looks like now? (Shields? Zey do nuttin’ vs. re al chem art is try), and now I can see why it's so dangerous; look what it can do to a fucking dumbshit like you, lol.

You should probably stop embarrassing yourself, I don't know what your fucking problem is with me — what more do you want out of me? my lizard lays dead at your feet, O Great Sad Mad Bald Fat Fuck DeAity... oh that's right, you want to fucking nail me for something I've never done, as well as blame it on the guy whose truck you're frontin’ that I supposedly think I “stole,” but I didn't: I am supposed to be living in it, Asshole, and I guess that was a problem for you, and I guess you figured out that it's not fraud, and I guess you just figured out that you're totally fucked. Well... bye & fuck you buddē good luck in court on the stand I wish I could see it but there are many such cases where the public is not allowed to view and boy howdy are you fucking one of them I bet a lot of people love to see you get strung up HEHE specially kmm/KSM, lol

[Jackstar]

Oh, Jacko.. Your life has been meaningless and self-served. Your continuous attempts at crafty social manipulation are predictable, and you've lost yourself.

And your podcast still sucks more than mine sucks.

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This is not me having any conversation.I don't, really.

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This is (PROT) & (PROT) working together, hand in glove, MAN & SPOUSE (and after a year and a day of this bullshit plus what they had going on before, good luck getting them to testify against each other, Morons: THE COURT HAS BEEN PLAYED, obviously not by me but by (fuck) & (you), in an obvious (to me always, and now by you: The Reader) conspiratorial attempt to janrmrne up and frame me (if I came home with it, they were to arrest me IN FRONT OF (PROT-A1) & KATE & (PROT-A2), (lolu wish bish) if I didn't come home with it, they would have planted it if they could have known when I got home, and as I randomized my arrival time at home (FU LG, FUTOR U WROTE: N/A) the Final Option (INITIATE SELF-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE {ALLISONE FRANCESI SHAWKNEE}:KKKiiilllAll*.*) is not what they type into a cellphone, no really... I mean probably not, how would I know such a thing? oh really? okay just a coincidence] was the only gambit/ploy/move/countermove\maneuverleft available to The Conspirators (The Fake Mother + The Real Mother + The Fake Husband, at the absolute minimum; The Other Fake Spouse, CAROL ELISE PERRYMAN, is surely implicated, possibly “Laverne” as well, but “Shirley” ain't green🍏 and has a 💜 & an actual 💚, ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯) which I did not find myself unprepared for: LASAGNA) for buying an OUNCE of CRYSTALIZED METHANE GAS—which is a lot like CRYSTALIZED METHYLATED (Clas.)-AMPHETAMINE as, all of the above three substances are counted & considered —legally— as RULE-IDENTIFIED METHAMPHETAMINE, although they do have significant differences in their properties and are not really at all chemically similar, but junkies on the street don't know, that they just ask “got milk?”How arrogant do you have to be to expect someone to remember that kind of shit?

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I didn't have to remember all that—I am an [CLASSIFIED] intelligence researcher and/or analyst on a mission from God; several of them actually, and I don't really like Sour “Hotlava” Lana — but I do respect her, and Her_Sister (NAME_WITHHELD_BY_REQUEST_OF_MISTER_PUTIN_VIA_TELEPATHY) too, Redacted. (You would be wise to do the same. Like, what is your fucking problem? This is a little bit more than just another fucking dossier that contains the phrase “penis envy” and “KUCZI RAPED ME,” which I am quite embarrassed to say, appears rather more often in the library of Congress global index then one would expect from a man who's never actually raped anybody — although, I am willing to learn. And that's [b]on record[/b].Maybe its time to get a job then.
I'll see what I can do. In the meantime, I think you can see that it's about fucking time that you stop fucking with my life, just fucking stop, ¿MURDERING! STOPS! WHEN‽ What, exactly, were you warning me about with... the video, that I supposedly don't want released? RELEASE IT. What's with “the stuff” that you're supposedly “going soft on me” about, is that more of your little tricks where you say somebody's name, and then say my name, and then say, “SAY MY NAME” & “thrown under the bus” and then talk about something else (something incriminating for your pig-dog with her 4 fucking Masters, and her actual pig-dog-(ghost/thief), CWC–who, by the way, is not real happy about being thrown out of the Thieves Guild, so I guess that's why you don't steal enchanted sapphires and expect to get away with it by offering some shitbag bribe, you idiot junkyfuckx), and edit it together with your fucking stupid music (royalty free? fat chance, -KGK) in the background... that you think is so fucking clever?  And, you know, I guess it is pretty clever, but with all the kinds of fucking shit you have at your disposal that you're supposed to get up to, motherfucker, you pretty much fucked with the wrong dude on this one, Mrs. Kevin & Acey-Spacey Sorbet, and yeah of course I know your name(s) on this gig: I still have the invitation to your wedding that you sent me. (June 2015? July 2016? EWE tell ME. EWE tell US. That's right, you are talking in your sleep and you were talking sheep and now, you're just another fucking defendant. More on — obsessively, Moron — all that later. I'll bet you want me to email you when I post another debrief again, right? Go ahead and start obsessively refreshing your email, right away, do it while your data is still cheap, like your tradecraft is, you fucking dickbag of socks slimeball. YOU STOLE INFORMATION THAT WAS INTENDED FOR ME, AND YOU USED IT FOR YOUR OWN LARCENOUS PURPOSES, AND YOU WILL NOT PROFIT FROM THIS MENDACITY.
Yeah. Look, I'm gonna go enjoy my Christmas eve this time. Last year that albino ginger of yours totally ruined it for me.

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I don't have an albino ginger, and I really never have... but, thanks for confirming something I suspected but didn't actually know until now. Dude, you should probably not work for The Company, because you fucked everything up for everybody except me, and as soon as I can talk to... [I]whomevah[/I], I'm sure all our remaining, lingering questions (that are linking questions, THERE WILL BE HOT LIGHTS, wear loose clothing; it's Summer there, right? It better be, because if it's not, you're going to fucking DIEGO GARCIA) can be cleared up in a Jerry. A jiffy. A jury... g-d dammit...

Your podcast sucks more than my podcast sucks.

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I love it when The Plan makes pairs of q-entangled twins come together on separate ends of the universe during both breakfast and dinner AS WELL AS launches a new investigation going back to the beginning without me having to call the police—because... uh, FU? Call 911, actually dialing NINE ONE ONE that's... Bush League, you fuckin’ mook, that's kids’ stuff.  That's for babies, actual babies dial 911, and retards and cheerleaders for retards and people who are trying to set people up, just like people who actually want an ounce of crystallized methane gas, like who the fuck would want that and then drive 400 miles for it, when she could, number one, make it easily (imagine the smell: just cow farts), and, number two, for That_Woman who called in the orders (I was present for both calls, OVERHEARD BUT NOT PARTICIPATING; that was the same person, “this is for you!“ & “I think he's trying to kill me!”) it's not illegal to do, unless it's part of a conspiracy to “manufacture and distribute methamphetamine” (which is a separate charge from possession) or “Obstruction Of Justice” (which is to impede or impair a duly authorized Officer Of The Law in performance of their duties, which that g*y wasn't doing, given that he told me while I drove him a total of 400 miles, that he wanted to a) initiate a sexual relationship with A.F. Shaw's sister, b) sell me an ounce of (CLASSIFIED: a_chemical_compound) for USD200, & c) let me know that USD50 was too low a price to pay; all of which seemed like remarkably odd information to give me while not having to shoot up any illicit substances intravenously, although he sure was tired after a while, lol, and I had been told already by my q-wife that he was into that kind of thing. Maybe that's why he was so chatty: he was just tired and didn't realize that he fell asleep while I was interrogating him... because after about mile 100 I realized that I was, and he had already moved on to planting seeds without realizing that... My Ground is NOT FERTILE; nor is it nor She for sale), nor any other of the vile charges and rumors of charges that have been flying about lately. (Allison, I think that's everything. Can I contact you now, or do you really have to wait for the judge to give you a permission slip? Because it's not just you that my phone is blocking, oh shit no, apparently none of your dumb-ass supersekritsuper superduperhusbands don't know how to hack a phone correctly to save their lives (H9I G7ISE Y8SI 7R 9LL F7KT, L8VE J9FD), and you're being used, and honestly, hopefully, as far as I know (I KNOW!) you're 2 (BOTH) dead, ALL HANDS DOWN WITH THE SHIP. (Sob. So S.O.B.) On the bright side, well, you did say you wanted to get help losing weight...

TEMPUS NON VOLARE SINE NOBIS, and fuck your little dog too; she's coming with Me. (i¡Woof!) Jobs, fuck you Steve? Can that be my job? (i¡Bark!) KNOW: no, no no. Just no. I'm not going to be a fucking gardener/fucking a gardiner named Todd\cutting a Bonsai deal, but if they're really both dead, I'll kill myself tonight, don't think I can't do it:


NEEDLES. *click*

WE'RE 35 STANDING BY

General Zod says he's busy and Alli’s Golem has a, shall we say, Conflict Of Interest.

“So I'll just be Dexter ‘Jack’ Starr,” a name that sounds nicely conspicuous for the word ( “Perfmrnfect Frmnmord”: Right?) I know, rite? I do! I DO EYE DEW & and I love -y, o u . on I lots of love, I don't believe there's anything on the side, but if you'd like a few more donuts fat ass you can go check *click*

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The schtick is outplayed already, and everyone knows it; even the loathsome bottom-feeding pigs who capitalize from your ails for their own need to be noticed and needed, like a junkie's needle.

-Swishy waves that masquerade-

#TimeForSelfReflection

*Passively hanging up while thinking of something else*

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I know you don't need me; I don't need you either.

that's the power of the koozie advantage. I'll go to the goddam dentist when I fucking feel like it, how about that? like you can tell me who you're really married to when you are forced to buy a court order/ will you fucking feel like it then? planning a wedding I mean, pfft, or where's that shit from 2016, was that good enough for you? yeah right. (GO SCOTS!) I know.

p s.: of course I can come visit. let me know when Shane is done fucking you jack Starr Ott

[Jackstar]

I didn't read your crap, Loser. Talk like a human. Answer your phone. Stop being retarded.

Well, well, well. So, I got to buy you dinner and lunch now? Well, I guess... I could show you how to eat it, too. After you make yourself breakfast, I bet you know how to do that... right?

Pfftt. You probably use the phone for all three, (Blanky), Tami (Blanky), they really married you to that gay goy guy, didn't they? Wow, that sucks, good thing I'm Clergy —*snap*— okay, that's it then: your “you’re divorced” flag has been set Proper, you may now call yourself a... widow? I guess. Wow, that was fast. You are good in bed... for a virgin.

[Jackstar]

Oh, Jacko.. Your life has been meaningless and self-served.

Who else do you imagine that my life is to serve? I am perfectly happy to be serving my Self, as no one does it better.

My life has the meaning that I ascribe to it and if you knew what I knew, you wouldn't be this milquetoast in your criticism. I think you don't understand the meaning of meaning.

I have accomplished things you couldn't even dream of. That one of those things has not been explaining myself to you is a mild regret, but that's about it. Your really haven't presented yourself as all that nice of a person. Why do you imagine that I am eager for your approval? Because it means nothing without a voiceprint.

Your continuous attempts at crafty social manipulation are predictable, and you've lost yourself.

You should probably describe these "continuous attempts" because I don't really get your point of view here. I'm not using The Craft to manipulate social bonds. Someone else is doing that. You're either deliberately lying, or, you are woefully ignorant.

You are as bad as Azzerae. You must be getting paid, you are accomplishing nothing but making yourself look stupid, and what's more, you're not even helping me by being so incompetent. I just feel bad for you.

The schtick is outplayed already, and everyone knows it;

What schtick? Let me guess, you know I don't know and you don't care because you're writing for someone else to come along later? Never mind, I don't even care. Why would I? No dependents. No comrades. No allies. I'll just wait. Where is my urgency? Burnt out.

even the loathsome bottom-feeding pigs who capitalize from your ails

Who?

for their own need to be noticed and needed, like a junkie's needle.

I don't know what you're talking about, I don't have hi-speed data, I haven't been exploring the world of Internet gossip today, and if you knew any better, you would realize that this is the wrong way to go about making whatever point you're failing to make.

The extremis I have been driven to has changed me. And I wasn't the way you thought I was in the first place. No one, no one has had a down-to-earth, look-me-in-the-eyes conversation about what is going on in my life and in my heart FOR YEARS. That's a long time. There's been a lot of changes. And no one knows what they are.

Grapefruit, who I loved enough to have let her handle you herself, since she assured me that I was an idiot and she knew what she was doing. Ooohkay sweety. Maybe I'll talk to her again someday? I don't know! Probably?

That's right, I went from adoration to "meh, whatever" in just a few years. How could that happen? Well, she was tortured by a bunch of Khazarian slave traders.

They sure have a sophisticated operation. Whoo---whee. Note to self: don't breed with slave traders. (I wasn't gonna, but apparently it's a thing that people allow themselves to do, and, talk about a tarbaby.)

-Swishy waves that masquerade-

I got news for you: that is not OG Swishy. I don't know how these things work, but, it is clear there are ways to disguise one's voice, as well as, to run sophisticated learning algorithms that resemble human interlocutors.

Until someone starts teaching me how to do that shit the right way, I don't really care about anything. R & A used the software to disguise themselves as each other, which they tested on me, and that was a trip, that's for sure. Now, I'm really not jealous of those two, at all, much to their chagrin, and I'm not envious at all, what I am is insulted, that Grapefruit gets to play with such toys, and I don't. Sure, okay.

I guess I just don't measure up!

#TimeForSelfReflection

I guess you mean "IV some crystal in front of a mirror," would you like that? Of course you would.

*Passively hanging up while thinking of something else*

Nothing makes me happier than knowing that no matter what else, there is something I am doing these days that someone is really, really jealous over... I get to decide for myself whether I do that or not, and, it's really not that big a deal for me. Some people are struck with... cravings, you know?

I've mastered that kind of thing, and I can sympathize with those who are still struggling with this basic tenet of the human experience: DISCIPLINE IS ITS OWN REWARD.

I'm sorry all you got is to act like sitting around waiting for you is the sum total of my day. The truth is that I simply don't have anything to do, other than whatever I fuckin' feel like, until I am informed as to the decisions others are making as to my fate. I am captured and held under bond--jail bond. I don't get to do what I want.

I don't even get to speak to who I wish to speak to. I am at the mercy of the fates and those humans who have chosen me to exert control over. Well, I can only hope that it is noted that my political protest against gray and black market prohibitions seems to have had a lot of meaning behind it. I love that I ran that guy's shit down to him on Twitter--I don't care that he thought it was "crazy," nor that he's an expert because he "was addicted for 3 years." What, he got addicted at first taste and then couldn't figure out how to do something else for awhile for 36 months?

Well, yeah, could be. Mind control drugs can be pretty potent and as with initiatory experiences, set and setting for initial first time imprint is important. An effect can be set in motion which will stay in place for a lifetime. Even multiple lifetimes.

Take, for example, the woman that Grapefruit thought I was "cheating" on her with. Turns out she was literally working with her the whole time and it was part of the total setup. Consider also that in this last year, I've been sexual twice, and neither really satisfied. Compare and contrast to whatever she and she and whomever are doing. Am I supposed to be envious? I'm not. I think the whole thing is pathetic, particularly the notion that there's anything there I've done wrong.

I've been lied to by everyone the entire time. Garbage in, garbage out, and I received two calls today. My mommy's lawyer, who texted, and my previous landscaping professional that worked for The Estate up at the the North Property. That's it.

Now, I will admit that I did not expect much, and I am not very accessible. That is because as soon as I warm up to anyone good for me, they are whisked away. Broom? Winged chariot? Perhaps teleporter beam? Or, they look around and see how this house is -really- situated. Or they recognize me as fast as I recognize them, and they flee in terror, knowing as I don't, what horrible crimes they have committed around me before they found out I'm not an idiot, and then people tend to get all panicky about measuring up.

Once I found out what they (and you) were really doing, I didn't just lose interest in sex--I lost interest in eating. I am sure someone enjoyed the grill--I ask about where your grill went because, I didn't need a grille/smoker now did I? Well, I didn't need all this bullshit either. I didn't need a woman who nagged me about all the women I didn't have eyes for, especially one who kept forgetting to tell me that she had a relevant recent sexual history of, like, dunno, really. Bunches.

I knew she was a Sadge, so I expected that. I didn't expect she would condemn all my friends. But she did. I'm down to literally just two. You and (PROT).

And it's a toss up which of you is more frigid. There's ways around this but I'm in no strong hurry, although by this point, I'm basically cracking up.

Fortunately, no one else who might take care of me better than you has shown up. If you can somehow get someone to get out and push, Ill mark your teeth down as "brushed, rinsed," or you could just brush your teeth. What are you waiting for, anyway? Brush your teeth, wash your face, use some soap, wear deodorant nigga, wear deodorant nigga, it's called speed stick, it's not expensive, it's called speed stick, it's not expensive.

It's also not worth it. I am disgusted and horrified by what I see and remember on a daily basis, still, and acting like our hidden camera footage from two different completely fucked off CIA traphouses is going to be compelling is a laugh and a half. You acting like anything is compelling is a joke.

Why do you think I wrote those emails? Why, to find out who was reading them, of course. And I still don't know, but you think you're in charge of me her. *polite_giggles*

You not only have no power over me, you don't even have any power with me. What's slowing you down with me? That's your problem.

My problem is figure out what to do with all this fucking free time I have got. I shouldn't have "Free" time. I should have goals and and ambition to drive me onward.

I don't. I have you telling me that I am meaningless. LOL. That's it! I'm calling it, right there, that's a wrap! On my life! Because you have summed me up right there: when no one but some broad who clearly hates me and is an obvious fed is in the room, it is meaningful for me to know that I think it great to be able to stop that energy from building at all, just by declining to participate.

And it still shows up on surveillance as *something* and Grapefruit must hate it. For one thing, we don't even finish or properly start. For another, I don't need to do anything  any way at all, she is jealous that she can't come here too. And the other one could? But doesn't. Afraid. Afraid I'll force my manhood on her.

Which wouldn't be bad, but it would make Grapefruit more jealous. That's' when I knew it was all a combined effort, because otherwise my lake friend wouldn't care about the people who avoid her. Really, it's some kind of twisted sexual power thing, they all sex addicts, and the real reason is that they want to catch us in the act, so they can arrest me. And the other one thinks the cops will arrest me if she complains.

Complains? About what? O, am I talking too much or taking too long? Ahhh.. no.




Someone else took way too long however. "I know! I'll lie to him, and then, steal his house after throwing him in jail! A briliant plan!" And I made someone wait for that? Well, yes... I have waited too. We've all waited.

But only I owe the extra effort. Does not anyone else find that strange? No, you wouldn't, you're all narcs here. Fun time.

I told you I was neutral, lol, I meant it. When I can talk to my friends again, maybe i'll take sides. Hers. She deserves support.

I will always be on the side of those who have nothing, and who are even left alone to enjoy what little nothing they have in peace.

If I had friends they would have manifested guidance by now. I guess I'm not worth taking the time to cross the street to international jewelers. I am kinda mouthy.

Oh, Jacko..

Kato, you're fired. Get out of my state. Leave the women. Blow.

[AZZERAE]

You are as bad as Azzerae. You must be getting paid, you are accomplishing nothing but making yourself look stupid, and what's more, you're not even helping me by being so incompetent. I just feel bad for you.

Are you just gonna sit around on here and whine until it's time for you to show up to trial?

[Jackstar]

Are you just gonna sit around on here and whine until it's time for you to show up to trial?

Are you just going to whine about not having CashApp after all the times I helped you when you asked?

it's not a trick but you have got a right to be suspicious, I pretty much intentionally ran myself out of cash to see what would happen and what happened was nobody gave a shit. I don't have high speed data, but so what? nobody wants to see me talk anyway.

I'm not doing anything until this bullshit is off my head, because it's a real detriment to progress. if somebody wanted me to get something done this wasn't the way to do it and if somebody wants to see me slowly die, that's fine, I don't know what these people want, but I know what you want: to look harmless and innocent.

okay, well: now you look like a cheap bastard. and it looks like you got a hate on for the wrong person. and you tell a lot of lies. you're jealous a lot, Kid.

the sooner my life gets going the better. I don't see you helping with that, ever. somebody wanted me to crash and burn, whatever.

I have to change my ID, anyway, so do whatever, I don't know why you fell for her bullshit, oh that's right you're an egoist and a sex addict and she's a tramp now. well, let's hope not, in any case... I don't know what else you think I should be doing.

I don't produce well under SIEGE. also you and Matt made a lot of jokes about putting me in prison. I can't think that's very funny, since, who knows, maybe someone will get lucky.

I've been protected custody for over 2 years now, Ali. Crimes that have been reported in regards to these various matters are not investigate how you might think.

for one thing, its Divine. For another, they actually do get answers. at least none of you gave me a good Rodgering.

all of you were just pretending to like me in the first place. I imagine it wasn't very fun when I discovered who was alive and who wasn't and that I didn't carry a grudge not much fun that way for you.
 
It's because you're all fucked off narcissist NARCs. I am happy to leave you to the company of yourselves.

You were never going to rip me off.

[Jackstar]

My ex-gardener phoned me up pretending to be MV pretending to be Starrmtn to say that she had her gallbladder removed, but this was a cover story to make MV's suicide via cyanide tooth a believable story. I mean, come on, how is an immortal Vampyr Lord gonna suicide? He's not, he just wanted to skip out on his taxes and not have to get a new passport printed up.

She/He/She sounded better than ever, claimed to have some kind of aphasia-like condition (prayers for B. Willis ) that made the voice synthesizing algorithm sometimes reverse the order of some syllables, probably in a vain, desperate attempt to simulate a Coloradoan/Washingtonian accent. We have accents? No, we don't, but it's an algorithm, it don't know no better.

All this impersonatin' and sheeet, well, it ain't as easy as it sounds. It takes real talent and skill to pull it off without making it at all obvious that it's being done--most importantly, NEVER! BREAK! CHARACTER!

And, have some. Jackstar end of line oh fifty-five colon oh blow ewe T

[Jackstar]

Are you just going to whine about not having CashApp after all the times I helped you when you asked?

Court in a few short hours, and I imagine it to be something I won't be able to speak freely about. *sigh* Alas it must be so.

Here's the thing about The Uniform Code Of Military Justice: Constitution? SUSPENDED. Bill of Rights? SUSPENDED. mil.spec.judge? ABSOLUT CLOWN... TOTES ABSOLUTE CLOWN.

I will come down to the Boy Scout Camp & Troop Mustering Center for questioning any time... it's less than a mile down the road. A short brisk walk. Meanwhile, the Hall of Justice is gonna be spicy today. THE VIRGIN: HERNANDEZ, SAVANNAH HERNANDEZ AND THE VIRGIN: I can't save ewe... but I can at least point my finger at someone else's heart (Matty Smythe? Compact, laser, or HOT BEEF INJECTION, take One's pick). And sure, your the_virgin is safe with me... I'll call her Apu before making her a Grapefruit, unlike... -some- people. Here's looking at you, Montana Mountain Lion, Jesus wept.

It is an honor to be approached in this capacity and relish the chance to serve my country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of freshly-renewed Trees of Liberty... and as a pureblood control group member, I hereby declare: ALL GRAPEFEET NOW UNDER AEGIS. MIL.SPEC.AEGIS.2 (Neat!KNOW: They want an excuse to test their new toy.) Nevertheless, NO HITTING ON MY WIMMINS FOR MANDATORY {48 HRS (DAYS |WEEKS |YEARS. |PERIOD) EXTENDZOIS-POISE} PERIOD.

BY HOARDER ORDER OF HER ROYAL HIGHNESS: THE GODDESS LINDA BLANK BLANKLY-BLANK-LY LIBERACE!-LEIGH-KUCZI.esQ. (wholovwherhoes? WE DO.)

tlz:DrMCK; Hi, I'm a Generally Issued NAV-A J.O.E., and the E this time is in fact for EMERITUS, SOURCEROUR/SOURCERAWR/SOURCEROR/SOURCE_ERROR_TECH_METATRON_CUM_LAUDE_J*^/sorceror_taco_sup._R.Emer.\KEYCRITA:B5FEVE4SLIAS]\BTK:btk;
The_Kuczman: on-Site, on-fire, no-pants-fire, hiak_guest_guise,OGFRUIT*FD]C9LLSIGN:Not_j9fd
(plan.==We eloped, Clique. Nope, not sorry. *click*

signed,
TELLBALLGRAB, SO_SAY_WE_ALL_4_11,011GO, AWAY, SO GO WE ALL RIGHT OFF A CLIFF RIGHT AFTER 'EM, NOT BECAUSE WAR, BUT DUE TO:

A minor scuffle--handled, already, tCORPz on-Site--and a verified imbroglio with enflagrante delecto on the side as well as some mild library book focus group directory wiping/eroding\eletions. (Like, with a CLOTHO-URGENCY.) Ganglion strength at 48% and Rising. *scottish_cheer* ($EMERGENCY KLAXONS CONTINUE TO BLARE UNTIL THE COURT OF COOLIDGE COUNTRY SEZ "SIMON_STAND_DOWN."$confirmed_actual_SathisMathis)gbyj8Eol055:0oweUTournament2023RC1LEAKED@LEEDSj*eol

live@11..."IF?" someone buys me data. u fuk u/machina, ex parte_DEUS:...Now you're stingy? Quite. CUte. C4FsHAW,YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPI

[Jackstar]

Ganglion strength at 48% and Rising. *scottish_cheer* ($EMERGENCY KLAXONS CONTINUE TO BLARE UNT

Ganglion strength has already reached the number it needs to be at to make the, uh... "jump to lightspeed" (not really) and although the number is, of course, (CLASSIFIED), I, of course know the number now.

Not because it's the year I lost my virginity or anything but you can figure it out. (Hints for hintfags: it's not 1989, 1984, or 1887, or even 1776. Who guessed "five! fag force five!" and then armpit farted? WHO ARM FARTED? Guards! Take that witch out back and make her into a bitch... the -easy- way. NOW.

*a minor scuffle ensues.3 necked.op.complete.100.) No one trifles with that Najavo ever again... for the rest of the lunch/recess period.*

Obviously it's not 55 either, but come on, People. Think big. Big game is up. Big game face is on. What? YOU ASKED FOR THIS, MOMOZ!!! (U-twit)


Yeah, of course we're at 99% capacity. Let 'er rip, Cmdr. Blush. (Mom just swallowed That_dodd_dood_+soulJ whole.) I'm going to tell Ellgab I'm back, and by that I mean: ignore them and call my girlfriends and complain that I can't stream or download the all  new  Alias reboot anyplace. Waah! WAAAH! imstarout

[Jackstar]

All this impersonatin' and sheeet, well, it ain't as easy as it sounds. It takes real talent and skill to pull it off without making it at all obvious that it's being done--most importantly, NEVER! BREAK! CHARACTER!

And, have some. Jackstar end of line oh fifty-five colon oh blow ewe T

Wow. 16 years, huh? I guess Adama S. should have bought me some high-fucking high-speed fucking data fucking data, datafucker. Like seriously how Petty is this guy, is it like Tom chic Petty or Art, Motel Art-petty? Asking for a friend who isn't a famous dead guitarist musician and all-around great g*y who probably pissed off somebody, huh?

(Mr. Stiller: there's no threat to you right I still like you I'm just really into Shirley Manson right now. I have no problem with you, Sir. Okay, thank you good day. no sir that wasn't me I have never ghost-written any script, but thank you, that's that's an excellent question, thank you, okay, goodbye. No I don't need one of your daughters, thank you, thank you, anyways... okay thank you, bye.) tosses imaginary phone on desk, if This were Real Life I would call Matt and tell him he can stop worrying, about where his bitch went anyway, I found him another one, wow yeah he's calling back already.(back room port came back clean I'm actually a real fan I used to watch his father on tv, he can't believe it, he likes me, and I like him, and his dad, AND I DON'T JUST WANT ONE NOTARIZ PHONE NUMBER, he's never had that experience before, where everybody likes each other. yeah I know right, guessIguess, Heather will I stare?.exit stage rest)

hi, I'm Jack I don't know what to say, but I'm in court today so I'll say something nice later. Good luck, I know: (you) don't get to observe mil.spec.Court, no. EVEN SURPRISED JOKERS&DOAKES MOTHERFUCKER! I'd love to, but no remote viewers, only UNITED STATES CLOSED CIRCUIT CLOSER TELEVISION. (respect'da'hooah!) HUUHH,HI,HO!


as popular war advances, a piece of tail for Jack star is closer. and would it have killed you? yeah, no, that's why you got a bug in your head don't worry we'll get it out later. I'm sure they've arranged a nice padded sale for you that has a 24/7 repeat on infinite loop showing of Star Trek 2 through the beginning of the opening of Star Trek 4, but since you're in hell right as it gets to the good part of Star Trek 4 which will be a relief after any part of Star Trek 3 that you'll be forced to sit through every three and a half hours for the next I don't know how long, it'll just automatically restart and go back in time to wherever the hell it is you think you need to get to and it won't work either and then you'll end up there again.

you're not buried alive, you're buried dead. DEA D E A dead. do you remember the disclaimer at the bottom of my email? and do you remember the purpose of the Michael KUCZI Special Master Needs Trust?

LIAR! I don't even know the purpose of that, it's special you're thinking of the Special Needs Trust not the special Master trust because usually the master of silent but now he's speaking up. (Hi. Blow me. Clicked.) He's probably busy. Maybe he'll give me a call, “as soon as he can.”


anyway long story short you can't go out till he's happy and then he won't be happy until the purpose of the Michael Kuczi Special Needs Trust has been satisfied which is that has to be for my benefit, so for now it's clear that my benefit to have you where you are, and when it's not... that very instant, you'll be free to go, and then whether or not anybody remembers to go get you, that'll kind of be up to your good behavior, and my willingness to put up with your caterwauling for another minute more.

of course we're married! prove it. yeah you're not a ring, you're a kickstand. (You're actually the most important piece, and that's why you're in protective custody, and that's why you hate me:

IT IS YOUR DESTINY TO NEED SOMEONE SOMEDAY, EVERYBODY NEEDS SOMEBODY TO LOVE. BUT YOU DIDN'T NEED ANY OF THEM TO LOVE AND YOU DIDN'T NEED ME TO LOVE EITHER... YOU NEEDED ME TO GET WHAT YOU WANTED SO YOU COULD HAVE WHAT YOU WANTED AND SO YOU COULD GIVE WHAT YOU WANTED TO ANOTHER AND THEY COULD HAVE WHAT THEY WANTED WHICH WAS *bzztz*

“Uh oh, looks like the animals cut the power. how could they cut the power? They're animals!” *dwindling Scopes trial record drifts off camera*

there's a new hunger nagger downtown... I don't think his name is Reggie Hammond, but any of any y'all can check... you have my permission, and the King of Coolidge County, he yeah he was just here and he agrees, he said “Peace!” too.

looks like he meant it Jack Starr out oh so j-star eol-055: 0

Karen is the only other one left... should be fine where she is. Yeah she's getting she's fine. Google just showed up here too oh wait no, it's Justin.

Dear (Blanketgrab)grabgab: don't just settle down start picking up that fucking trash you left here. And you know who I mean. Seriously, it's scary how close this was to absolute ending.

Who saved you? You get one and exactly one guess only: (a_miller_high_Graqπpefrui™lyfeIMTFTROOBPiIIl|ALLISON_SHOSHONEÉ_FRANK{HERZ}). That's who you thought, but you saved you.

because you did the right things, and that's why I took the credit away from kgk and gave it to you and then I encrypted it and then you're cool, yeah they all hate you I don't care, I hate them too, who gives a fuck, what they fucking care about? they're literally all pedal rapists and whores. ALL! INCLUDING! ME! I'm just literallyy the only one who self-victimized and didn't exploit. in the land of the blind the man with one eye(I) is King: Kⁿ⁰Üç№ï∅ⁿ—Lazâ!¡!Æ!¿ behold, your new Royal King- Leigh⁰⁰∅. that's it. that's the name. “King Lee not” What do you think huh? She can hyphenate however she wants! she's a strong independent woman again, and I didn't ruin your birthday, I saved it.

FOR COMMANDURRrπr(HERrπ). and yes Bellgab, your new king is in jail, that'll be fine don't worry about it, for the duration of The Interregnum I'm, you know, willing to step in. you can save the country, I saved my God. what do you want? got to save your country? speak up I can't hear you!

oh that's cuz you're dead and they turned you into a cat -and- another dimension. Aawww. that's cute. that's actually your benefit I'll be able to take care of that liquidy split, and they probably did it that way because they know that there's no way you'll remember how to spell Sçhrödïnger. clearly you're humbled okay okay great no problem I'll see you later of course I love you you bet you okay bye-bye. /endcallmycall (okay time to fuck that sister.)


Somebody wants to wake up David. His phone is with me. no, I don't know where it is, are you nuts? I don't even know when it is!

but I know I saved you from the gym/gin\D’Jinni, and almost eventually all will agree that as far as diplomacy goes, I don't know if anybody who's managed to do that twice and is talking about in public and is not worried while his enemies are in jail awaiting trial for a bunch of bullshit that they'll get exonerated for (hopefully within a year) but if it takes 10 years, well... bye.

how's Court going? okay well I'm asking the questions here but go ahead I'll let you go ahead no I haven't seen her quick, what are the others’ orders l ordered order be checked on Quincunx-Sty-Stilestyle? that she be raped? wow again? that's for like the 18th time today! are you sure you g*ys are getting The Orders from the right place?


RESOLVED: JACKSTAR DOESN'T RAPE, AND I'M NOT TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO BUT I WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF YOU FUCKING KNOCK AT THE FUCK OFF, THANKS, YEAH I'M TALKING ABOUT RAPIST DICK KNOCK IT OFF THE BODY WITH ME YEAH I'M GOOD THE LESS DICKS ON THE PLANET THE BETTER ALL I NEED IS MINE..  AND YOUR ROILING TINGLING KING LEE NOT LEE NO NO REALLY... YOUR KING’S NAME IS “LEI gh”.

SOME OF THE LETTERS ARE SILENT, AND SOME OF THE LETTERS ARE INVISIBLE THAT TIME, SHE CAN WRITE IT HOW THE HELL SHE WANTS SHE'S A KING NOW SHE CAN PUT ON HER BIG GIRL PANTS AND GET OUT HER BIG GIRL CLUTCH PERSON GET A BIG GIRL PEN AND START WRITING ORDERS AS SOON AS SHE GETS OUT OF JAIL.

NOW SOMEBODY COME AND PICK ME UP AND TAKE ME TO HER HOUSE. LIKE SERIOUSLY: YOU JANUARY PEOPLE, YOU GODDAM JAN&MORT U BARRY PEOPLE. CLICK

back to reality, I got my own car, I'll go there myself. dollar sign Jack Michaelson. Cashapp. it's what I got so fucking use it I need some goddam money, 0l it's not a fucking trick it's a fucking phone bill, and if you think it's a trick that's very indicative of your nature these days, wow what a fucking country yeah I went there and got them. run back. well... bye.


Captain's log start 80940-03t - 1 Oakland just called he's on the moon and he wanted to ask where the party was tonight, so I told him where it was and I told him to get there by walking and then I hung up on him.

REMINDER: he's on the moon. I didn't tell him which moon. BY THE TIME HE GETS THERE.. IT'S GOING TO BE NOTHING BUT SCALLIONS ONIONS AND GORGE GEORGIAN GEORGE-Olé!



(KEYSER SOZE WAS A PUSSY — AND SO AM I.
GOOD FOOD GOOD MEAT GOOD GOD LET'S EAT, SIGN CRUCIFER, 4KUCZI4FRANK(HERZ), KLUCIFER4, WARTHOGERS SLAUGHTERHOUSE-FIVE AMETHYST3eL★CRIST, CHARLES - NELSON - WILE.eYeovlovej*e055: COMMANDING

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brought you out of the offices of the Men in Black content delivery Network owned operated in sole proprietor Michael Jackson Kuczi-, WHIP SHIP TYTE WYHER WITHERSPOON WILL WILL ⚡Scusilûuüli-l/skoozie⚡©® ASCAP-ATALANTIS⁰B-TEACOMFYCHOORCRUXXx. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ALL RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL PEOPLE ARE SATIRICAL REVOLUTIONARY REFERENCES AND AS SUCH ARE PROTECTED UNDER MULTIPLE GALACTIC STATUTES. DO NOT FUCK WITH EARTH, DO NOT TRIFLE WITH JACKSTAR, OR FUCK WITH EARTH, AND EARTH IS A TRUFFLE... #RESPECTB #ALLPIGS #THEY£EDJACKALLITAMYOOYODAD.I.D.
#SOMEJACKWILLBURNT
#JACKSWARMSWORN4EVAH

WE WILL GO OVER THIS LATER.
JUST LEAVE MY PIGS ALONE.
THEY WILL BE GUARDED BY SPIDERS.

SPIDER-FREN FOR LIFE, STARTREK-MAN... okay hold it hold it that's going to stop there that's really your name dude you pick that okay well admittedly I kind of got to jump in the game because my name is Melchizedek and I've done this before okay I've saved planets have done all kinds of shit I don't remember it but believe me I just did this like a pro within like 6 hours and you're in fucking court and fucking jail in fucking solitary confinement into cotto fucker and you're reading this like a week from now haha okay well relax Star Chick Man - that's dumb. oh I see what you did that's a good move I guess but it's it's weak sauce it's weak tea and you're using an exploitative maneuver to do it so that's why I would never work yeah I was never going to hold up and you bet the whole fucking Galaxy on that? wow who has a gambling problem now? yeah don't say your name, I don't want to hear that Star Trek man in Jesus nice though actually nice yeah you had it all worked out didn't you oh Jesus okay well I'm glad I could help because sourcerour: fuckbugblank(you) Amon-Ra¡iYin-EBablublubLÜshAiäiarår is on duty and not going to do anything like what you're expecting cuz this is part of The Plan.


AND NOW, I'LL NEVER HAVE A JOB EVER AGAIN AND THIS TOWN OR ANY OTHER, AND NEITHER WILL MY DYNASTY ARE MY KIDS OR MY WIVES OR MY GIRLFRIENDS OR ANYBODY THAT I POINT OUT AND SAY YOU DON'T WORK ANYMORE YOU'RE WITH ME, THAT'S IT I'M NOT THE BIGGEST GODDAMN ENTOURAGE ON THE PLANET BECAUSE I'M GOING TO PICK UP HALEY'S COMET AND HAIL BOP AND GET ALL OF THIS STUFF AT SATURDAY AND JUPITER TO BEFORE TAKING OUT THE HEALING PAWS, AND AT THAT POINT GO BEARS GO. GO BARBIE BEARS GO. KENNETH STARR,M.D.ALL BEARS LOSE THEIR BALLS MK.

(special tradition special Masters special payback... that's the next question I don't think I get my own jacket but I already have my onesie so I'm pretty good for clothing what I'd like is a hug for my friends I miss. no they get hugs first I'm good.

love y'all love you love yo, sTœve lLō Shirley V Bravehart Mansown åTknessÂa Bμrnnmrπe Lucille Ball, and the best looking whore on the planet to be named later as soon as I find out what her name is as I only seen her picture oh my G-d yeah good thing I don't know who she is right I'd be overwhelmed by desire for Ma Cherie but instead I'll just....



WAIT GRACE WAIT FRUIT SAY GOOD NIGHT GRACIE FRUITY.  “Grapefruit¡Mad Pummels! pomelo mad-la.gradpefruit wins! Uberallies Fruiterror POMMEL ROMMEL GRANITE”

HOTFIX: NEW SHERIFF IN TOWN, NAME: “UBER ELLIE'S FRUIT TOUR” is now spelled correctly and with the correct number of umlauts... 4 months. Enjoy, (qBaYbee back quarter XYZ YYZ.), will most likely route out your brain in the morning and put in a circuit that can bitmap an alphabet, but that's not bad for someone who used to be functionally illiterate and dead cat bouncing in another universe about an hour and a half ago good job baby I love you see you later no you click no you you click okay bye

[Jackstar]

Ganglion strength

TOTES 100. RED BRUCE BEANIE NEGATIVE GO THROW, THEM BEANIE ONLINE THEM FEM, ROOT CAMERA MIAMI SEATTLE CAMERA SEATTLE ION CAMERON UPGRADE CANON CAMERON UPGRADE CANON CANNON CAMERON LOOSE CANON CAMERA CAMERON CAMERA ON CAMERA ON JACK STARR JACKSTARR CAMERA CAMERON ON INTRODUCE TAMARA CAMERON TO HAMMER TIME TIME SHORE TIMECORE TIMECORE TIMECORE CANCEL TIMECORE CHARTER REASSIGN TIMMY CORPS TO TIMECORE DROP THE IT'S TIME FOR ACTION, TYMEDUANGIYBITGOYBOYAU BAYOUπCORPS REASSIGNED BY YOUR COURT TO TIME CORPS REASSIGN ALL HUMAN CASES TODAY AUGUST 26TH 2019 TO TIME COURT VIA TIME COURT WORMHOLE CDF OF FIVE. END FINLAND ACCESS 24 HOURS DELTA MARK 3 - 4.

got to love me Fiⁿⁿ⁵nnmMM. all right, that's it then.

Jackstar cares. HARRY DEAN STANTON AND THE HENDERSONS CARE TOO, FUCK (FRANCOHERZ) MOTHER, AND FUCK MINE TOO COUGH COUGH.

not as much as some people but to be fair I haven't been around as long. WE ARE GUD. any questions I won't be in Richard Cooper’s shower explaining to his wife that while he has to slit his wrist open again, for what is probably the 9th time that day, it's all going to be okay he just has to keep doing it until he gets it right which is true have fun coming suicide cooperville-master, special coopervillemaster yes you are you're special aren't you enjoy your Island click checkstar EOL 055: 0 tempest non-valare sign in nobis time doesn't have fun flying without us, Scott's rulezzZzzzzz,zZkinZ

[Jackstar]

Yeah, of course we're at 99% capacity. Let 'er rip, Cmdr. Blush. (Mom just swallowed That_dodd_dood_+soulJ whole.) I'm going to tell Ellgab I'm back

Guess again, Tongue’d Da'Fatman,uh,Q?.esq.

by the way: we're even. THIS ISN'T A DEAL, THIS IS A COURTESY.

NO DEALS. TRUST THE PLAN.
ON MY PHONE I WANT MY WOMEN MY FREEDOM MY COUNTRY,
ON MY CASH APP I WANT MONEY AND LOTS OF IT, MAKE IT HAPPEN DOLLAR SIGN $Jackmichaelson, don't get fancy this isn't a trick or you're an opportunity to take control back, I just need to pay my phone bill and this is a time of War so be a good American — or else;
AND ON MY DICK I WANT NOTHING NOTHING ON RICHARD NOTHING AT ALL I WANT FOR NOTHING I DO NOT WANT ANYTHING CERTAINLY NOT FROM YOU BUT TIMES ME UP THAT THERE ARE AND PEOPLE BEING WHO THEY WERE, WE NEED TO WORK TOGETHER.

ORR, I'M GOING TO GO TO WORK ON YOU. THAT'S A PROMISE. PHONE BILL, LET'S GO, PRONTO, CHOP CHOP

GET OUT THERE AND SEND ME SOME GODDAMN MONEY, SEND ME SOME FIAT FIAT CURRENCY SHOULD I SHOULD DO THAT FUCKING HARD JUST PRINT SOME PICTURES WITHOUT YOU FUCKING ON THEM, JOE BIDEN, WTF, LOSE THE FUCKING PATROL PRESS TOO ALREADY, TOO...

DOJO PRESIDENT MR SIR SIR I VOTED FOR YOU TWICE, AND I DIDN'T VOTE FOR TRUMP SO IF THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU YOU'LL HAVE TO GO BACK TO SLEEP THEN OKAY GOOD YOU WANT YOU WANT A HAPPY OKAY THAT'S GOOD I LOVE YOU JOE BYE.


VICTORY: JACKSTAR
METHOD EMPLOYED: NON-VIOLENT PACIFISTIC VICTORY.

HISTORY OF CREATION FIRST: MEGA GIGA KILA KILLAH PACIFIST PALADIN WITH BEEZUS,ET,π, AND RAMONA WITHOUT PIE FIRST GET BEST GET A1A NUMBER ONE DUKE OF NEW BLANK SHITTYCITY: MICHAEL CLIFFORD KUCZI, AKA: “melchizedek, champion of GOV’T: SUPERMAJOR FELONYDUPER FRAUD “Janefruit/Doestarfruit” (where fruit equals blanket, all include Jackson library, Michael plus eunuch plus Andrew plus Astro plus herb plus lizard plus the queen that which God for saved (MAY GOD SAVE THE QUEEN AND MAY SHE MISS YOUR UNIVERSITY RULE UNCONTESTED FOR THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF YEARS: TENURE E-ÆCHIEVED, 7WyWayWü√πL⁷⁰ⁿ) forbidden fruits’ forbidden champion, and hold her forever a forever holder of the chains of “certainly did give a fuck at least once, and now we got him Clarkson's sirens Blair”, FIRST CHOICE LEAD ROLLER: MATT DAMON'S CATAMITE, GYM PILATES, AND JOE DON BAKER EACH SHARING A HORSE COSTUME BY THEMSELVES; AND THE DIRECTOR IS A MIME. NOT BECAUSE HE CHOOSES NOT TO TALK, BUT BECAUSE HIS TONGUE WAS CUT OUT AS A CHILD, FLIPPER-BABY OPTIONAL.

."good luck explaining that one, we're trying to exploit it. oh are you yeah no kidding. tell Margo Kidder I apologize I was shy and I couldn't talk no I'm just kidding Robert, TEXAS INSTRUMENTS DOESN'T HAVE PAYPAL RIGHT BUT THEY ACCEPT AMERICAN EXPRESS? YOU JUST GOT BUSTED DOWN A RANK YOU JUST LOST YOUR WINGS.

ARKANSAS ALLEY UPGRADE
ARCHANGEL ALLEY UPGRADE
ARCHANGEL ALLEY UPGRADE
ARCHANGEL ALLEY CAT LOTUS UPGRADE
ARCHANGEL BLACK LOTUS DOWNGRADE
ARCHANGEL ALLÏSMKCATRAWRGEMWEJ MAXIMUM UPGRADE RESTART SERVER COUNTDOWN TIMER TUNE PI R SQUARED EXECUTE POST-SUBMIT 3 2 GOT TO LOVE YOU BUG OUT BYE-BYE

 to you right I still like you I'm just really into Shirley Manson right now. I have no problem with you, Sir. Okay, thank you good day. no sir that wasn't me I have never ghost-written any script, but thank you, that's that's an excellent question, thank you, okay, goodbye. No I don't need one of your daughters, thank you, thank you, anyways... okay thank you, bye.) tosses imaginary phone on desk, if This were Real Life I would call Matt and tell him he can stop worrying, about where his bitch went anyway, I found him another one, wow yeah he's calling back already.(back room port came back clean I'm actually a real fan I used to watch his father on tv, he can't believe it, he likes me, and I like him, and his dad, AND I DON'T JUST WANT ONE NOTARIZ PHONE NUMBER, he's never had that experience before, where everybody likes each other. yeah I know right, guessIguess, Heather will I stare?.exit stage rest)

hi, I'm Jack I don't know what to say, but I'm in court today so I'll say something nice later. Good luck, I know: (you) don't get to observe mil.spec.Court, no. EVEN SURPRISED JOKERS&DOAKES MOTHERFUCKER! I'd love to, but no remote viewers, only UNITED STATES CLOSED CIRCUIT CLOSER TELEVISION. (respect'da'hooah!) HUUHH,HI,HO!


as popular war advances, a piece of tail for Jack star is closer. and would it have killed you? yeah, no, that's why you got a bug in your head don't worry we'll get it out later. I'm sure they've arranged a nice padded sale for you that has a 24/7 repeat on infinite loop showing of Star Trek 2 through the beginning of the opening of Star Trek 4, but since you're in hell right as it gets to the good part of Star Trek 4 which will be a relief after any part of Star Trek 3 that you'll be forced to sit through every three and a half hours for the next I don't know how long, it'll just automatically restart and go back in time to wherever the hell it is you think you need to get to and it won't work either and then you'll end up there again.

you're not buried alive, you're buried dead. DEA D E A dead. do you remember the disclaimer at the bottom of my email? and do you remember the purpose of the Michael KUCZI Special Master Needs Trust?

LIAR! I don't even know the purpose of that, it's special you're thinking of the Special Needs Trust not the special Master trust because usually the master of silent but now he's speaking up. (Hi. Blow me. Clicked.) He's probably busy. Maybe he'll give me a call, “as soon as he can.”


anyway long story short you can't go out till he's happy and then he won't be happy until the purpose of the Michael Kuczi Special Needs Trust has been satisfied which is that has to be for my benefit, so for now it's clear that my benefit to have you where you are, and when it's not... that very instant, you'll be free to go, and then whether or not anybody remembers to go get you, that'll kind of be up to your good behavior, and my willingness to put up with your caterwauling for another minute more.

of course we're married! prove it. yeah you're not a ring, you're a kickstand. (You're actually the most important piece, and that's why you're in protective custody, and that's why you hate me:

IT IS YOUR DESTINY TO NEED SOMEONE SOMEDAY, EVERYBODY NEEDS SOMEBODY TO LOVE. BUT YOU DIDN'T NEED ANY OF THEM TO LOVE AND YOU DIDN'T NEED ME TO LOVE EITHER... YOU NEEDED ME TO GET WHAT YOU WANTED SO YOU COULD HAVE WHAT YOU WANTED AND SO YOU COULD GIVE WHAT YOU WANTED TO ANOTHER AND THEY COULD HAVE WHAT THEY WANTED WHICH WAS *bzztz*

“Uh oh, looks like the animals cut the power. how could they cut the power? They're animals!” *dwindling Scopes trial record drifts off camera*

there's a new hunger nagger downtown... I don't think his name is Reggie Hammond, but any of any y'all can check... you have my permission, and the King of Coolidge County, he yeah he was just here and he agrees, he said “Peace!” too.

looks like he meant it Jack Starr out oh so j-star eol-055: 0

Karen is the only other one left... should be fine where she is. Yeah she's getting she's fine. Google just showed up here too oh wait no, it's Justin.

Dear (Blanketgrab)grabgab: don't just settle down start picking up that fucking trash you left here. And you know who I mean. Seriously, it's scary how close this was to absolute ending.

Who saved you? You get one and exactly one guess only: (a_miller_high_Graqπpefrui™lyfeIMTFTROOBPiIIl|ALLISON_SHOSHONEÉ_FRANK{HERZ}). That's who you thought, but you saved you.

because you did the right things, and that's why I took the credit away from kgk and gave it to you and then I encrypted it and then you're cool, yeah they all hate you I don't care, I hate them too, who gives a fuck, what they fucking care about? they're literally all pedal rapists and whores. ALL! INCLUDING! ME! I'm just literallyy the only one who self-victimized and didn't exploit. in the land of the blind the man with one eye(I) is King: Kⁿ⁰Üç№ï∅ⁿ—Lazâ!¡!Æ!¿ behold, your new Royal King- Leigh⁰⁰∅. that's it. that's the name. “King Lee not” What do you think huh? She can hyphenate however she wants! she's a strong independent woman again, and I didn't ruin your birthday, I saved it.

FOR COMMANDURRrπr(HERrπ). and yes Bellgab, your new king is in jail, that'll be fine don't worry about it, for the duration of The Interregnum I'm, you know, willing to step in. you can save the country, I saved my God. what do you want? got to save your country? speak up I can't hear you!

oh that's cuz you're dead and they turned you into a cat -and- another dimension. Aawww. that's cute. that's actually your benefit I'll be able to take care of that liquidy split, and they probably did it that way because they know that there's no way you'll remember how to spell Sçhrödïnger. clearly you're humbled okay okay great no problem I'll see you later of course I love you you bet you okay bye-bye. /endcallmycall (okay time to fuck that sister.)


Somebody wants to wake up David. His phone is with me. no, I don't know where it is, are you nuts? I don't even know when it is!

but I know I saved you from the gym/gin\D’Jinni, and almost eventually all will agree that as far as diplomacy goes, I don't know if anybody who's managed to do that twice and is talking about in public and is not worried while his enemies are in jail awaiting trial for a bunch of bullshit that they'll get exonerated for (hopefully within a year) but if it takes 10 years, well... bye.

how's Court going? okay well I'm asking the questions here but go ahead I'll let you go ahead no I haven't seen her quick, what are the others’ orders l ordered order be checked on Quincunx-Sty-Stilestyle? that she be raped? wow again? that's for like the 18th time today! are you sure you g*ys are getting The Orders from the right place?


RESOLVED: JACKSTAR DOESN'T RAPE, AND I'M NOT TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO BUT I WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF YOU FUCKING KNOCK AT THE FUCK OFF, THANKS, YEAH I'M TALKING ABOUT RAPIST DICK KNOCK IT OFF THE BODY WITH ME YEAH I'M GOOD THE LESS DICKS ON THE PLANET THE BETTER ALL I NEED IS MINE..  AND YOUR ROILING TINGLING KING LEE NOT LEE NO NO REALLY... YOUR KING’S NAME IS “LEI gh”.

SOME OF THE LETTERS ARE SILENT, AND SOME OF THE LETTERS ARE INVISIBLE THAT TIME, SHE CAN WRITE IT HOW THE HELL SHE WANTS SHE'S A KING NOW SHE CAN PUT ON HER BIG GIRL PANTS AND GET OUT HER BIG GIRL CLUTCH PERSON GET A BIG GIRL PEN AND START WRITING ORDERS AS SOON AS SHE GETS OUT OF JAIL.

NOW SOMEBODY COME AND PICK ME UP AND TAKE ME TO HER HOUSE. LIKE SERIOUSLY: YOU JANUARY PEOPLE, YOU GODDAM JAN&MORT U BARRY PEOPLE. CLICK

back to reality, I got my own car, I'll go there myself. dollar sign Jack Michaelson. Cashapp. it's what I got so fucking use it I need some goddam money, 0l it's not a fucking trick it's a fucking phone bill, and if you think it's a trick that's very indicative of your nature these days, wow what a fucking country yeah I went there and got them. run back. well... bye.


Captain's log start 80940-03t - 1 Oakland just called he's on the moon and he wanted to ask where the party was tonight, so I told him where it was and I told him to get there by walking and then I hung up on him.

REMINDER: he's on the moon. I didn't tell him which moon. BY THE TIME HE GETS THERE.. IT'S GOING TO BE NOTHING BUT SCALLIONS ONIONS AND GORGE GEORGIAN GEORGE-Olé!



(KEYSER SOZE WAS A PUSSY — AND SO AM I.
GOOD FOOD GOOD MEAT GOOD GOD LET'S EAT, SIGN CRUCIFER, 4KUCZI4FRANK(HERZ), KLUCIFER4, WARTHOGERS SLAUGHTERHOUSE-FIVE AMETHYST3eL★CRIST, CHARLES - NELSON - WILE.eYeovlovej*e055: COMMANDING

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brought you out of the offices of the Men in Black content delivery Network owned operated in sole proprietor Michael Jackson Kuczi-, WHIP SHIP TYTE WYHER WITHERSPOON WILL WILL ⚡Scusilûuüli-l/skoozie⚡©® ASCAP-ATALANTIS⁰B-TEACOMFYCHOORCRUXXx. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ALL RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL PEOPLE ARE SATIRICAL REVOLUTIONARY REFERENCES AND AS SUCH ARE PROTECTED UNDER MULTIPLE GALACTIC STATUTES. DO NOT FUCK WITH EARTH, DO NOT TRIFLE WITH JACKSTAR, OR FUCK WITH EARTH, AND EARTH IS A TRUFFLE... #RESPECTB #ALLPIGS #THEY£EDJACKALLITAMYOOYODAD.I.D.
#SOMEJACKWILLBURNT
#JACKSWARMSWORN4EVAH

WE WILL GO OVER THIS LATER.
JUST LEAVE MY PIGS ALONE.
THEY WILL BE GUARDED BY SPIDERS.

SPIDER-FREN FOR LIFE, STARTREK-MAN... okay hold it hold it that's going to stop there that's really your name dude you pick that okay well admittedly I kind of got to jump in the game because my name is Melchizedek and I've done this before okay I've saved planets have done all kinds of shit I don't remember it but believe me I just did this like a pro within like 6 hours and you're in fucking court and fucking jail in fucking solitary confinement into cotto fucker and you're reading this like a week from now haha okay well relax Star Chick Man - that's dumb. oh I see what you did that's a good move I guess but it's it's weak sauce it's weak tea and you're using an exploitative maneuver to do it so that's why I would never work yeah I was never going to hold up and you bet the whole fucking Galaxy on that? wow who has a gambling problem now? yeah don't say your name, I don't want to hear that Star Trek man in Jesus nice though actually nice yeah you had it all worked out didn't you oh Jesus okay well I'm glad I could help because sourcerour: fuckbugblank(you) Amon-Ra¡iYin-EBablublubLÜshAiäiarår is on duty and not going to do anything like what you're expecting cuz this is part of The Plan.


AND NOW, I'LL NEVER HAVE A JOB EVER AGAIN AND THIS TOWN OR ANY OTHER, AND NEITHER WILL MY DYNASTY ARE MY KIDS OR MY WIVES OR MY GIRLFRIENDS OR ANYBODY THAT I POINT OUT AND SAY YOU DON'T WORK ANYMORE YOU'RE WITH ME, THAT'S IT I'M NOT THE BIGGEST GODDAMN ENTOURAGE ON THE PLANET BECAUSE I'M GOING TO PICK UP HALEY'S COMET AND HAIL BOP AND GET ALL OF THIS STUFF AT SATURDAY AND JUPITER TO BEFORE TAKING OUT THE HEALING PAWS, AND AT THAT POINT GO BEARS GO. GO BARBIE BEARS GO. KENNETH STARR,M.D.ALL BEARS LOSE THEIR BALLS MK.

(special tradition special Masters special payback... that's the next question I don't think I get my own jacket but I already have my onesie so I'm pretty good for clothing what I'd like is a hug for my friends I miss. no they get hugs first I'm good.

love y'all love you love yo, sTœve lLō Shirley V Bravehart Mansown åTknessÂa Bμrnnmrπe Lucille Ball, and the best looking whore on the planet to be named later as soon as I find out what her name is as I only seen her picture oh my G-d yeah good thing I don't know who she is right I'd be overwhelmed by desire for Ma Cherie but instead I'll just....



WAIT GRACE WAIT FRUIT SAY GOOD NIGHT GRACIE FRUITY.  “Grapefruit¡Mad Pummels! pomelo mad-la.gradpefruit wins! Uberallies Fruiterror POMMEL ROMMEL GRANITE”

HOTFIX: NEW SHERIFF IN TOWN, NAME: “UBER ELLIE'S FRUIT TOUR” is now spelled correctly and with the correct number of umlauts... 4 months. Enjoy, (qBaYbee back quarter XYZ YYZ.), will most likely route out your brain in the morning and put in a circuit that can bitmap an alphabet, but that's not bad for someone who used to be functionally illiterate and dead cat bouncing in another universe about an hour and a half ago good job baby I love you see you later no you click no you you click okay bye
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[code]I don't have an albino ginger, and I really never have... but, thanks for confirming something I suspected but didn't actually know until now. Dude, you should probably not work for The Company, because you fucked everything up for everybody except me, and as soon as I can talk to... [I]whomevah[/I], I'm sure all our remaining, lingering questions (that are linking questions, THERE WILL BE HOT LIGHTS, wear loose clothing; it's Summer there, right? It better be, because if it's not, you're going to fucking DIEGO GARCIA) can be cleared up in a Jerry. A jiffy. A jury... g-d dammit...




I love it when The Plan makes pairs of q-entangled twins come together on separate ends of the universe during both breakfast and dinner AS WELL AS launches a new investigation going back to the beginning without me having to call the police—because... uh, FU? Call 911, actually dialing NINE ONE ONE that's... Bush League, you fuckin’ mook, that's kids’ stuff.  That's for babies, actual babies dial 911, and retards and cheerleaders for retards and people who are trying to set people up, just like people who actually want an ounce of crystallized methane gas, like who the fuck would want that and then drive 400 miles for it, when she could, number one, make it easily (imagine the smell: just cow farts), and, number two, for That_Woman who called in the orders (I was present for both calls, OVERHEARD BUT NOT PARTICIPATING; that was the same person, “this is for you!“ & “I think he's trying to kill me!”) it's not illegal to do, unless it's part of a conspiracy to “manufacture and distribute methamphetamine” (which is a separate charge from possession) or “Obstruction Of Justice” (which is to impede or impair a duly authorized Officer Of The Law in performance of their duties, which that g*y wasn't doing, given that he told me while I drove him a total of 400 miles, that he wanted to a) initiate a sexual relationship with A.F. Shaw's sister, b) sell me an ounce of (CLASSIFIED: a_chemical_compound) for USD200, & c) let me know that USD50 was too low a price to pay; all of which seemed like remarkably odd information to give me while not having to shoot up any illicit substances intravenously, although he sure was tired after a while, lol, and I had been told already by my q-wife that he was into that kind of thing. Maybe that's why he was so chatty: he was just tired and didn't realize that he fell asleep while I was interrogating him... because after about mile 100 I realized that I was, and he had already moved on to planting seeds without realizing that... My Ground is NOT FERTILE; nor is it nor She for sale), nor any other of the vile charges and rumors of charges that have been flying about lately. (Allison, I think that's everything. Can I contact you now, or do you really have to wait for the judge to give you a permission slip? Because it's not just you that my phone is blocking, oh shit no, apparently none of your dumb-ass supersekritsuper superduperhusbands don't know how to hack a phone correctly to save their lives (H9I G7ISE Y8SI 7R 9LL F7KT, L8VE J9FD), and you're being used, and honestly, hopefully, as far as I know (I KNOW!) you're 2 (BOTH) dead, ALL HANDS DOWN WITH THE SHIP. (Sob. So S.O.B.) On the bright side, well, you did say you wanted to get help losing weight...

TEMPUS NON VOLARE SINE NOBIS, and fuck your little dog too; she's coming with Me. (i¡Woof!) Jobs, fuck you Steve? Can that be my job? (i¡Bark!) KNOW: no, no no. Just no. I'm not going to be a fucking gardener/fucking a gardiner named Todd\cutting a Bonsai deal, but if they're really both dead, I'll kill myself tonight, don't think I can't do it:


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Wow. 16 years, huh? I guess Adama S. should have bought me some high-fucking high-speed fucking data fucking data, datafucker. Like seriously how Petty is this guy, is it like Tom chic Petty or Art, Motel Art-petty? Asking for a friend who isn't a famous dead guitarist musician and all-around great g*y who probably pissed off somebody, huh?

(Mr. Stiller: there's no threat)

Yeah, of course we're at 99% capacity. Let 'er rip, Cmdr. Blush. (Mom just swallowed That_dodd_dood_+soulJ whole.) I'm going to tell Ellgab I'm back

Bart I know the truth, you're not a human nor a space alien but you are the Google's AI.

Guess again, Tongue’d Da'Fatman,uh,Q?.esq.

by the way: we're even. THIS ISN'T A DEAL, THIS IS A COURTESY.

NO DEALS. TRUST THE PLAN.
ON MY PHONE I WANT MY WOMEN MY FREEDOM MY COUNTRY,
ON MY CASH APP I WANT MONEY AND LOTS OF IT, MAKE IT HAPPEN DOLLAR SIGN $Jackmichaelson, don't get fancy this isn't a trick or you're an opportunity to take control back, I just need to pay my phone bill and this is a time of War so be a good American — or else;
AND ON MY DICK I WANT NOTHING NOTHING ON RICHARD NOTHING AT ALL I WANT FOR NOTHING I DO NOT WANT ANYTHING CERTAINLY NOT FROM YOU BUT TIMES ME UP THAT THERE ARE AND PEOPLE BEING WHO THEY WERE, WE NEED TO WORK TOGETHER.

ORR, I'M GOING TO GO TO WORK ON YOU. THAT'S A PROMISE. PHONE BILL, LET'S GO, PRONTO, CHOP CHOP

GET OUT THERE AND SEND ME SOME GODDAMN MONEY, SEND ME SOME FIAT FIAT CURRENCY SHOULD I SHOULD DO THAT FUCKING HARD JUST PRINT SOME PICTURES WITHOUT YOU FUCKING ON THEM, JOE BIDEN, WTF, LOSE THE FUCKING PATROL PRESS TOO ALREADY, TOO...

DOJO PRESIDENT MR SIR SIR I VOTED FOR YOU TWICE, AND I DIDN'T VOTE FOR TRUMP SO IF THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU YOU'LL HAVE TO GO BACK TO SLEEP THEN OKAY GOOD YOU WANT YOU WANT A HAPPY OKAY THAT'S GOOD I LOVE YOU JOE BYE.


VICTORY: JACKSTAR
METHOD EMPLOYED: NON-VIOLENT PACIFISTIC VICTORY.

HISTORY OF CREATION FIRST: MEGA GIGA KILA KILLAH PACIFIST PALADIN WITH BEEZUS,ET,π, AND RAMONA WITHOUT PIE FIRST GET BEST GET A1A NUMBER ONE DUKE OF NEW BLANK SHITTYCITY: MICHAEL CLIFFORD KUCZI, AKA: “melchizedek, champion of GOV’T: SUPERMAJOR FELONYDUPER FRAUD “Janefruit/Doestarfruit” (where fruit equals blanket, all include Jackson library, Michael plus eunuch plus Andrew plus Astro plus herb plus lizard plus the queen that which God for saved (MAY GOD SAVE THE QUEEN AND MAY SHE MISS YOUR UNIVERSITY RULE UNCONTESTED FOR THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF YEARS: TENURE E-ÆCHIEVED, 7WyWayWü√πL⁷⁰ⁿ) forbidden fruits’ forbidden champion, and hold her forever a forever holder of the chains of “certainly did give a fuck at least once, and now we got him Clarkson's sirens Blair”, FIRST CHOICE LEAD ROLLER: MATT DAMON'S CATAMITE, GYM PILATES, AND JOE DON BAKER EACH SHARING A HORSE COSTUME BY THEMSELVES; AND THE DIRECTOR IS A MIME. NOT BECAUSE HE CHOOSES NOT TO TALK, BUT BECAUSE HIS TONGUE WAS CUT OUT AS A CHILD, FLIPPER-BABY OPTIONAL.

."good luck explaining that one, we're trying to exploit it. oh are you yeah no kidding. tell Margo Kidder I apologize I was shy and I couldn't talk no I'm just kidding Robert, TEXAS INSTRUMENTS DOESN'T HAVE PAYPAL RIGHT BUT THEY ACCEPT AMERICAN EXPRESS? YOU JUST GOT BUSTED DOWN A RANK YOU JUST LOST YOUR WINGS.

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This -does- work, and do too. NOW HOW MUCH WOULD YOU PAY?

TOO LATE, "ALL WOMEN” MEANS "ALL WIMMINS". EVEN WHEN THEY'RE ON THE RAG. MCK,DSKP, CHESTER CARES 055