Why is Jackstar making any contact with David Rubini
I'm not
just a diplomat, I am a
naughty diplomat, and if there are any other diplos at the level necessary to handle his corner of the barstool, well, they probably do it quite a lot while I am not there to see, which is all the time, since I've never been there. In any event, on many occasions --as well as at present-- his number is blocking my number as well as vice/versa.
Jack is literally out in the open conspiring with Rubini front and center.
Objection! Calls for speculation as to the purpose and meaning of life, as well as,
having a conversation.
These are the ravings of man who is obviously unhinged.
I prefer imaginative, eccentric, and/or
totesconcupiscent. I love this part: "you fuckin' nut! goodbye!" *
clickspurt* That's not
working with him, that's not
racial slurs, you salty hangin' chunk of extra-overflowly hot Chinatown treasure twat, that's me using a sandbox zone to process creative energy. Now, why Rubini released those VMs to you, I cannot say. I didn't tell him to send them to you. I didn't
ask for attention. That's just what I was babbling at the time, that time being, I was trying to call someone to
talk and
have a conversation and while I also record voice notes to myself in another app, sometimes I also call the man, the legend, the #Co-Legacy: 1-800-DVR-DNR5. (Mostly I call him to tell him what isn't your business about mine,
Capetown Juicebox.)
We're both
artistes. Fuck off, Metthew. God, you're such a
totesbulldog. Grrr. Ruff! RUff! Arrrgh!
