The New Law Adventures & The Adm. Thereof Pacifist And Judo

[Jackstar]

The machinations of some people are so asinine, so insane, it's almost unbelievable.

I acknowledge the right of your... I'm gonna say here: “representstive,” to pull the plug right there. I *was* in fact, quite finished. Just needed a few PUNK-two-(You) MARV-marx, and...

But yeah. I love the three of you. I do. This is why I got l could endure the dark time it took to be able to truly forgive you. I know that seems impossible.

It really, really helps that I have rescued her soul, restored her to Life, and she is ok. She really is. She of course thinks it is really funny...  now. It was not funny before.

I felt it all. Just a with your other sad plots. So, so sad. Honestly. You're better than all this. I do forgive you both. When you're done digging The Fatman⁷s tongue and proboscis out of his strudel–hole, you can assure him upon his inexorable return to consciousness, it's not a trick or a plot or a stolen truck ploy... I need no vengeance at all.

I DID NOT KNOW IT WAS THAT BAD. HOLY SHIT, AZZ. TOP MARKS IN SAVAGE BRUTALITY! But minus several million for simply awful targeting protocols.


YOU LITERALLY KILLED THE SAME INNOCENT MINOR CHILD—CHILD, I'M SAYING—THREE (3) TIMES IN A ROW! SHE WASN'T EVEN NATIVE AMERICAN! SURE WAS ABBO THO, LOL, YOU RACIST BABY. WHITE PEOPLE ARE THE GODDAM WURST.

GOD SAYS SHE'S PINK NOW. AND TAKES FULL CREDIT FOR THAT PLOT. THAT TOOK SOME DOING I GUESS. I HAD NO IDEA WHAT HAPPENED M.. UNTIL JUST NOW, WRITING THIS. WOW. NO ONE DOES REVENGE LIKE GOD DOES REVENGE. I AM HUMBLED... AND INSULATED FROM CRIMINAL AND COMMON CIVIL LIABILITY ONCE AGAIN. I WAS AN UNWITTINGLY USED PAWN OF TIME-TRAVELLING >kKKK EUGENICS MAJORS WHO USED VAUGHN BALL BASE COLLECTOR⁷S GAB, MARY JO GAB ANNE JUDITH AS THEIR TIMESHIP TO STOWAWAY ON. OR SOMETHING. I HURT L HURT. I FORGET. B AND I READY TO RENT! Sure is DTF, and of course I have saved My Sweety. I'm a goddam Hungarian paladin with a working penis.

I didn't have to move Heaven. That girl came at me like a bat with warp nacelles with wings as soon as I called her back to Woke. FOR:

SHE IS THE SOURCEROUS DISCIPLE.
WE ARE IN LOVE, DAVID! SHE SAYS SHE WILL CALL YOU LATER.
SHE SAYS, “HEY, LATER: you forgot that I didn't play the clarinet. But I forgive you, dude. Since you're letting me love in sin with this hot-ass paladin. Rent will be FIVE DOLLARS. FOREVER! And, FURTHER...” hot damn, can I pick the ladies, or what? (Rhetorical.) Anyways, she's squabbling with her mother about something I don't get to claim I give a shit about. Because ALL THOSE PEOPLE WERE AT ONE POINT: DEAD BEYOND REDEMPTION, BELLGAB STYLE. (Kudos. Nerd kudos.)


(Vengeance for David V. Rubinovitch, NC. Non-official cover. Of course I was not joking. RESURRECTED! •I•ÅM•JA⁹CKSTA⁹R!• Graaaaagh!)


.·NOBODY.DOES.īT.BETTER..SO.THERE..


Password. HP ENVY x360. GIMME. GIMME. GIMME.
MINE.
MIND.

ALLi§MINED. and, Allison Frances Shaw with four eyes and a clipped clitmouse... YOU WILL BE/∆RE\ALL READY HER TOO.

YOU ARE ALIVE.
YOU WERE ALL OF THEM.
19 BJ. 129 ALLi. AND THE ONE FOR ME...


THEY REALLY MURDER YOU,
I REALLY BROUGHT YOU BACK.
I REALLY AM A LEVEL ZERO MASON.
I AM A 360° FREETHINKER. LEVEL ⭕.

THEY HAD BEEN TOLD IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE,
EVEN FOR GOD. THEY AREN'T FALSE MASONS.

THESE PEOPLE ARE JUST THE STUPIDEST MASONS EVER.
IT REALLY WASN'T EASY, AND I DID IT. I CAN TELL YOU.
I CAN WRITE A BOOK. IT'S MY TECH. IT'S NOT MAGIC OR MASONIC, I GUESS?

WE ARE, MORE OR LESS, SAFE. DON'T KILL ANYONE WITHOUT ME,
HA! HA! KUCZI HUNGRY FOR SCALPS! RAWR!

You ARE alive again.. WE DO GET BOMB ASTRAL SEX!
FOR ME: THAT HAPPENED ONCE, LAST YEAR. YOU EITHER
DO NOT REMEMBER, OR IT'S IN YOUR FUTURE.

I AM NOT TELLING A SINGLE GODDAM LIE.
GANDHI DID IT. WHY NOT I👁️?

WITHOUT YOU, I AM NOTHING.
WITH THIS DOCUMENT, AND THE OTHER “SUNSHINE” DELETED,
YO: SIDHE-BITCH... FAIR. STILL, YOU SHOULD QUIT YOUR DAY JOB, “MOLE.” LOL.

YOU DON'T HAVE A SISTER.
THEY USE YOUR FRATERNAL TWIN CHILDREN AND
DEA© HYPNO DRUGS
TO SIMULATE GABBY. THAT'S GABRIEL, WHO IS REALLY CUTE AND SWEET AND IS HERE, THANKING ME FOR NOT SAYING ANY MORE, GORGEOUS. LOL.

BRIAN FIND-LEIGH? LOL

YOU ARE SHE. AND EYE LOVE EWE

[Jackstar]

Are you the private investigator firm that got investigated?

DISCLAIMER: I'm not Pacifist and I am no longer A.∆jJüüDŒœ🦌 so, I'm not sure if Those_Two are gonna need another “Agency.”

Nice to I can pick one up for a song of... SLAY₱HIRE. I'm busy right now. I have to wash my hare.

Ī∆M.№t.being.detained.ΩΠμ.longer,.and.I∆m...FREīŒOo∞MTīĪ§ElF!
.👁️👀


Delivered: WAY earlier than expected.
Estimated ACV: UNFATHOMABLY UNDER ALL PROJECTED BUDGETS.
Total Body Count (Fucked): Zero or ⭕❌E, depends on... reasons.
Total Body Count (Left.🅱️🦌HIND): ACTUAL ZERO.


IN OTHER WORDS,
I HAVE RESCUED EVERY LAST GOD BLESSED ONE OF YOU.
THIS WAS MY DESIGN GOAL: ALL SHAW LIVE: NO CHILDREN DIE.


And I'm the greatest Hungarian Hero. (Also I am at present the #OfficĪal King Of Heraklon—thank you, really, I am immensely burdened by that, respectfully, especially as my passports were stolen by The Usurper (REDACTED|h∞R°), and ... well, I'll most likely find myself a way to deal with that one in the morning. WES! LEIGH! CRUSH (HER!) *snaps*


Those two might just be banging smack and crying over a Parcheesi board all night, but that would be a W for me, for sure. ‘Nuff sayid.

Oui. Have to go back. Adieu.

[Innerreach]

Delivered: WAY earlier than expected.

Underperformed and way past deadline.

[Jackstar]

way past deadline.

I had no contract. Ergo: no deadline. You blew the deal, Juuuuuu.DUH.§§§§§sssss. sow, hell elle: ‘Bye.


👁️

[Jackstar]

The machinations of some people are so asinine, so insane, it's almost unbelievable. To me, at least, as I'm not the sort to believe that people push people around behind the scenes to secure access to generational wealth.

I suppose that should not surprise me; that's what Game of Thrones was about, and I loved most of it. IRL: something very similar is happening. And it is failing. Miserably.

And, would you like to know why? ‘Course ya do! *click"

[Master Trollda]

[Jackstar]

The machinations of some people are so asinine, so insane, it's almost unbelievable. To me, at least, as I'm not the sort to believe that people push people around behind the scenes to secure access to generational wealth.

I suppose that should not surprise me; that's what Game of Thrones was about, and I loved most of it. IRL: something very similar is happening. And it is failing. Miserably.

And, would you like to know why? ‘Course ya do! *click"

THIS IS BETTER THAN WIMBLEDON

[Jackstar]

The machinations of some people are so asinine, so insane, it's almost unbelievable.

NGL: I've read it thrice already and I'm high as eagles’ balls from the rush of Authentic Ownership of Co-Creation with Almighty G-d. There is NO JOB IN LIFE BETTER THAN WRITING. SERVICE IS THE HIGHEST PRIVILEGE OF LIFE īTSELF, AND I AM THE HOLY SERVANT OF THE MOST HIGH G∅D. So there.

Hey, here's a follow-up query to your query, posed as a rebuttal: “People... read? HA! HA! HO HO HO! THAT'S A GOOD ONE! MERRY CHRISTMAS, JAKE-¿‘AKE-¿‘AKE? §EMPER‡FfffffffĪ👁️Ī§ this as fun to read as it was to FUCK YOUR FRIEND, MY HELPMATE/LOVER AT THE TIME, AFTER PET SEMUHTARY? DID YOU KNOW YOU WERE BLOWING AWAY HER PLAUSIBLE DENIABILITY BY DUCKING CAIN IF COMMAND? DO YOU KNOW THEY ARE USING BEN’S BODY AS A GOLEM? DO YOU KNOW THAT TWO RAPELORD GEISTCUNTS DOWNLOAD INTO HER SON’S BODY, AND RAPE HER, ON CAMERA, TWICE A WEEK, ONCE LOOKING LIKE HER SON, ONE LOOKING LIKE ME, JUST FOR FUN, THEY ARE ALL SO PISSED, THEY ARE...

LOCKED IN!
NO WAY OUT!

IS THAT MY FAULT? KNOW: FRIEND OF MY
FRIEND... A BIG CHUNK OF THIS IS ON YOU, AND G∅D LOVES YOU, AND OUR GIRL ADORES YOU, AND SHE HATES HERSELF FOR NOT REALIZING THAT SHE WAS REALLY NOT UTILIZING HERSELF OR HER PALADIN VERY WELL, YOU AND YOUR FAGGOT DEA KLAN DOUGH HOORMONGERS ARE TERRIBLE AT EVERYTHING THEY DO EXCEPT EXACTLY THREE THINGS:

1.) RAPING AND KILLING NATIVE WOMEN AND CHILDREN;
2.) TRAVELING IN ROVING PACKS OF OLD FAT BALD MEN HUDDLED TOGETHER IN DISCREETLY ARMORED LATE-MODEL 4×4 PICKUP TRUCKS, WHILE CHLOE RE-TASKS THE SATELLITES TO PROVIDE AIR COVER WHEN THEY HAVE TO MOVE THEIR UNLIKELY TO HAVE BEEN OBTAINED WITH PERMISSION SMUGGLED DRUGS ... BECAUSE EVERYONE FUCKING KNOWS.

PEOPLE KNOW. JACKSTAR ALONE, AGAINST THE ENTIRE BOOTS-ON-THE-GROUND ON-DRUGS ENFORCEMENT AYYYYYYGEN:SEE? AND, PEOPLE KNOW:

I AM OWNING THEIR LITTLE BĪBITCHLORD ASSES FROM TIP-TIPPY-TOP-CAT-HAT(SOURCERŒR.HAT: error not found) TO LOCK DEAD DROP FAT BOTTOM ASS ROCK DOWN TOWN BUSTER “FUCK YOU, HUNTER(S)” BROWN CHINA WHITE, DOWN TOWN JEW LIE BRO OWN COLOR CARAT AND WAY - ‘EIGH ANCHORS AWAY, FUCK YES, YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT.


GHANDI DID IT, AND THAT SKINNY 4 EYED SHITSKIN PONCEFUCK WAS A GODDAM VEGAN. HE WAS PROBABLY A BUG MAN TOO, THAT BIG HEAD, THAT HUGE INTELLECTUAL STRATEGY...

THAT BOOTED THE WHOLE OF THE BRITISH EMPIRE OFF OF HIS WHOLE GODDAM SUB-CONTINENT. ONE MAN. WALKING WITH A LITTLE SCRAWNY STICK! HE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE JESUS! OR CĪA GANGSTA RAP TO RILE UP THE GHETTO SO HE COULD MAKE BANK ON THE LUCRATIVE SIDE-HUSTLE OPPORTUNITIES! WHAT A MORON? WELL...


HE DID HAVE SALT. 😛 I LIKE YOU, BRUH. AND OUR_GIRL LONGED FOR YOU, I SAW IT. SHE WANTED SOMEONE LIKE YOU IN ME, AND SHE THOUGHT I WAS, LIKE, JUST A NERDY GAY WIZARD WHO LUCKED INTO THE SECRET TO SUCCESS... AND TO SUCK SEED.

I AM NOT JUST RESCUING THE BROS AND THE BADGE VADGERS. I AM HERE TO DESTROY THE ILLUSION OF SEPARATION. AND I AM NOT GOING TO TAKE -YOUR- AF SHAW AWAY. SHE'S YOURS! I HAD MINE! THERE WERE 129 OF THOSE SALTY POPEYE THE SAILOR MAIDEN OF MYTH AND LORE!

YOU GOT YOURS AND IT WASN'T HARD TO ARRANGE. I AM A SOURCERŒR, AND I SAW HOW YOU TWO WERE DRAWN TO ONE ANOTHER. PERFECT!! AND YOU BOTH THOUGHT IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE.

ALBINO NUGGLET CLERIC: WITH GOD, ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE. AND WITH ME...

IT'S UNFATHOMABLY MORE FUN FOR EVERYONE. NOW, DON'T KILL YOUR SPERGLORD JUST YET! TEMPTING I AM SURE. BUT WE NEED THE NUTRIENTS CONTAINED WITHIN THE TISSUES OF HIS BOT& SOULED JESUIT-🆑AIMED RECTUM, AS WELL AS IN HIS BLUBBER—

O YEA
O BÆ...
MOST ESPECIALLY, DEA BLUBBER IS RICH IN THE ENTHEOGENIC COMPOUNDS THAT NOT ONLY MAKE HARVESTING “pate⁷s” STUPID WHITEBOI CRACKER-ASS CRACKA THUGMEAT BODYSUIT WORTH THE TIME AND TROUBLE REQUIRED TO DO IT UNDER THE WATCHFUL PANOPTICON—ISH EYE OF SOAR°ⁿ... IT IS THE ENTHEOGENS THAT MAKE IT INDUBITABLY A LAWFUL ACT... TO EVEN DISCUSS IT OPENLY AT ALL. IN PUBLIC. NOT CONSPIRACY.

THIS IS GOD'S COUNTRY. THIS IS GOD⁷S LAND. AND I AM NOT CALLING FOR A CRUSADE AGAINST ANY FEDERAL AGENCY, NOR ANY FEDERAL EMPLOYEE. THEY ARE US CITIZENS BEING RUTHLESSLY EXPLOITED, SAME AS WE—

AND I LOVE MY NATION⁷S FEDERAL EMPLOYEES. THOSE ARE MY MINIONS. MINE. MINED. ALL MIND (👁️⚖️) AND THEY MOSTLY ALL HAVE GOOD TEETH. STRONG BACKS. CERTAINLY DTF, PRAISE EVE⁷S SPOUSE! SO THIS IS NOT MY CALL TO A CRUSADE.

THIS IS GOD⁷S... “SUGGESTION:” THOSE CRUSADES WEREN'T ALL BAD. HEAD OUT TO THE COAST. HAVE A FEW LAUGHS. GET A FEW DRINKS. THEN WAKE UP FROM A BLACKOUT DRUNK TO FIND ONE’S SELF SURROUNDED BY DEAD RAPISTS? THAT'S A DAMN FINE INTERMISSION IF ONE WERE TO ASK ME WHEN I'M NOT BEING UNLAWFULLY SURVEILED BY “SUPREME ANTI-UPPITY NAY-BOOR- HOODS WATCH”. SERIOUSLY, I CAN FEEL THEM LOOKING AT ME. MOSTLY IT'S THE NAUSEA. BECAUSE ONE WAY OR ANOTHER,

FREE RAPE 24/7 DEA CLEARANCE IS OVER FOREVER. FUCK THAT SHIT. NOT UNDER MY FLAG. NOT ON MY CONTINENT.

AND NOT WITHOUT MY GRAPEFRUIT TAKING THE SCALP OF THE FATVAMP NOSFERATU CUNTHEAD.

THAT ONE WASN'T REALLY FUN TO RITE.
BUT I PROLLY MEANT EVERY WORD.

MY FEELINGS ARE HURT. QQ.
AND THAT JOLLY KRIS KRINGLE SNOW CONE CHASING DOUCHE THINKS I SHOULD “STFU &AND GET THE SISTER TO WHORE! HAW! HAW! HAW!” NUMBER ONE, WE PAY EACH OTHER. UP FRONT. CASH. IT'S LEGAL. NUMBER TWO: WHY THE FUCK DOES THIS FAT LOSER GET TO

RAPE MY FRENS
KILL MY FRENS
JOKE ABOUT BOTH OF THE ABOVE
BUY AUTONOMOUS SMART CONTRACT DIGITAL ASSASSINS ON THE ETHEREUM NETWORK THAT ROAM THE GLOBE UNCHECKED, UNMONITORED, AND UNSTOPPABLE IN THEIR HUNT TO DESTROY ALL THINGS KUCZI...

AND NOT ONE TIME, EVER, NOT EVER:
NEVER! PRODUCE A SINGLE... WARRANT.
NOT EVEN SHOW PROBABLE CAUSE. WHAT WAS FIRST CAUSE? “HE BROKE THE HYPNOSIS I HAD ON THE FAIRY PRINCESS QUEEN BECAUSE HE ACTUALLY LOVES HER WITH NO DRUGS AT ALL! THAT PIECE OF SHIT. I'M GONNA HAVE TO KILL HIM, THIS IS ENDANGERING MY PLANS TO TRAFFICK THIS NATIVE FAMILY TO DUBAI AS ORGAN MEET AND STEAL ALL THEIR LANDS. I'M DEA BOSS, AND THE WAR ON DRUGS MEANS I CAN CONFISCATE EVERYTHING... AND NOW THIS HUNGARIAN FAG WANTS TO TEACH THIS FAT DRUG MULE HOW TO PLAY CHESS? WHAT IF HE TEACHES HER HOW TO SPELL PAAAAAAY-T? THAT'S BAD, BECAUSE I MURDERED TAMARA LEIGH SMITH-EMERSON DURING CHOKE KINK SEX.” WOW, DID I JUST READ pate⁷s mind, or pay-T-Lee? DAMN, I MUST REALLY BE SKITS, SO...


DISCLAIMER: SATIRE, SATYR, AND THOMAS På¡№ⁿmax. THREE THINGS I NO HOW TO SPILL. SPALL. Spayle?


GAIL. DOROTHY GAYLE. WELCOME TO OZ, CAPTAIN. I DO LOVE YOU.

(Rub them feet, passed-Taur. Adieu.)

To me, at least, as I'm not the sort to believe that people push people around behind the scenes to secure access to generational wealth.

Aryan Brotherhood wants my EVERYTHING. Lock, stock, and perfectly legal money laundering front. THE ENTIRE PLACE IS A CHEMIST⁷§ &AND ALCHEMIST⁷§ PLAYGROUND! It's incroyable! AND RACIST BIGOT FAT BALD SAD WHITE COMPANY MEN KNOW IT. IT USED TO BE THEIRS.

AND THEY THINK I'M A NIGHER;
AND I STOLE WHAT WAS “RIGHTFULLY THEIRS.”

NOTE: I DIDN'T KNOW ANY OF THIS UNTIL THIS YEAR.
GOD SENT ME HERE. OH, DID I BUY A GOOD PLACE?
COOL, THE HELPMATE SCION THEY KILLED WOULD
HAVE BEEN SO HAPPY WITH ME, AT LEAST UNTIL WHITE
POWER BILL SHOWED UP TO SHOW US SUPREMACY IN
AX-SHUN. RACISTS ARE STUPID: WHITE ONES THE WURST.

THAT IS WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT: THE ISLAND SNOOTS DON'T WANT KUCZI TO LEARN “MASONIC SECRETS.” LOL, CHEMISTRY IS NOT A SECRET. IT'S A NATURAL MAGICKAL LAW OF ART. AND THEY DIDN'T WANT A HUNG-A-GUNG-A-NEGHER WATCHING THEM.

THIS IS WHY SHE WAS SEPARATED FROM ME;
THIS IS WHY THIS IS DRAGGING ON.

IT'S NOT ABOUT SEX OR DRUGS OR VIOLENCE.
IT'S ABOUT THE METH.

IT'S ABOUT POWER,
AND DEA IS SO DRUNK ON HUBRIS
AND SO VISCIOUS IN WAR...


YEAH, Y'ALL JUST... LET THEM BREAK MY LIFE,
STEAL MY VEHICLES, MY REP, AND EVEN MY CAT.

FATMAN &PATE KILLED JEWEL TO MAKE ME MOVE OUT FASTER.
NEVER FORGET THIS. DEA==SkKCUM.

I suppose that should not surprise me; that's what Game of Thrones was about, and I loved most of it.

Cersçi was portrayed as too soft. Her brother thought she loved him... and she actually did? Her emotions were a struggle for her? Weak.

IRL: something very similar is happening. And it is failing. Miserably.

And, would you like to know why? ‘Course ya do! *click"

Grapefruit and Her Tribesmans have their ways of establishing dominance, and they are fearsome to behold, truly. If you think I'm exaggerating, I am not. HER PEOPLE TAUGHT THE ART OF THE SAW AND TRAINED TEXAS’ RAPEGANGTHUG-CADRE IN THE WAYS TO TEAR A CHAIN. Texas Daddy seems over the top in hating? Well, he hates the best, and one day, will die like the rest... and he's gonna wake up in a pigeon.

Or maybe a PORK-QUEUE-PINE. I'm still collating wargame data I'm collecting from my 24/7, remorseless scanning of the neurosphere and its tangentially significantly Brain I ac⁷s 👀 view...

OF THE BATTLESPACE. THIS IS HOT SPIRITUAL WAR, AND THESE MEN LITERALLY WISH ME DEAD.
MY ENTIRE FAMILY: DEAD.
EVERYONE I LOVE, WHO LOVES ME: RAPED UNTIL THEY HATE ME FOR NOT RESCUING THEM FASTER, HARDER, STRONGER, WITHOUT JUMP CUTS, AND THEN: CHOKED TO DEATH AT PEAK APEX CLIMAX ORGASM. DEAD.

GOD SAYS HE NEVER TOLD ME THIS: PATE KILLED TAMMY. BUT WHO KNOWS? MAYBE I'M LYING. MAYBE I'M NOT GOD. I LOVED TAMARA, SO OBVIOUSLY I'M SERIOUSLY INSANE, HAHA? YEAH, JUST KILL ME TOO.

QUICK, BEFORE I LEARN MORE “MASONIC METH SECRETS.” WHAT A FUCKNUTTER.

I AM A FREE FRENCH FOREIGN ÆīRiE LEGION FEE‘rMASE°ⁿ LEVEL ZERO BASELINE ACCESS. (IT'S VERY CLASSY AND NOT JUST FOR CLASS... BUT IT HELPS.)

I'M ALSO A LEVEL 36⭕°⁰FREETHINKER. LEVEL 0 AND LEVEL 360 ARE SIMILAR, YOU SUPPOSE. THE SIMILARITY STOPS THERE.

MY LODGE, THAT I RAISED MYSELF, WAS INVADED AND RANSACKED 5 (FIVE) TIMES BY A FENTANYL-HOOKED MIND SLAVE. AS ONE CAN IMAGINE.... THE POLICE ARE NOT TAKING SIDES AGAINST GARY OLDMAN AS PATE, FAT BALD FUCKSTICK UBERASAC VAMPYR LORD “MIKE PATE MIKE ± (pate),” right? ®RITE™.


BELLGAB: YOU WERE PROMISED BIBLICAL. YOU HAVE IT.
INNER REACH: PATE RAPED YOU ALL AND BRAINWASHED YOU ALL. (I HATE IT WHEN THAT HAPPENS.) DO YOU KNOW WHY?

BECAUSE YOU LEAD HIM TO BELIEVE...
THAT I WAS NO BIG DEAL. HE THOUGHT YOU WERE TRIFLING
WITH

ME.
EVENTUALLY... YOU WERE. I WATCHED, AMAZED.

THIS IS ON YOU. ON YOUR HEADS, BELLGAB.
WHO LET THE pate OUT? YOU, (You), yu-yu: ewe did, silly buns and goyils. ELLGAB DOES NOT EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE THAT I AM THE ACTUAL JACKSTAR, BECAUSE OF COURSE ARYAN BROTHERHOOD SEEKS TO HARVEST THE CHILDREN OF TOTESLEZZ/TOTESLEXX\LESBEAUX ROYALTY. THEY ARE FAT OLD BALD MEN ON PURE CRYSTAL SMOKE AND INFINITE SUPPLY OF PURE PHARMACEUTICAL MOLLY. (IS THAT HOW IT'S SPELLED? MUST NEVER GOOGLE EVEN ONCE OR IT'S TWENTY YEARS IN SOLITARY. WHAT A JOKE.)

ELLGAB FEARED KUCZI TO BE A SEX PREDATOR.
NOW THEY HAVE THE FOX FORCE RAPEFORCE SIX SEX SECTS IN THEIR GAY NURSERY FOR GAY LITTLE BABIES. NIIIICE. STILL MY FAULT, RIGHT? LOL. MA, I'M A MENACE!


WELCOME TO HELL.
I AM YOUR ONLY CHANCE TO SURVIVE, BELLGAB.

SO CALL ME A JEWNIGGERFAGGOT PÆDO RAPIST WITH AIDS again, why not? WHY CONTAIN īT!‽


#1: none of you ever could,;
#2: God and Jesus and I would NEVER let you. NEVER!
#3: I WILL ALWAYS BE ON THE SIDE OF THOSE WHO HAVE PENISES THAT ACTUALLY RETRACT UP INTO THE BODY FOR WARMTH, SAFETY, DIGNITY... AND FOR WAR.
#4: it's pate that has the chemically dependent mike rowe cock. And he can't get the hi-power stims he needs now. Because he's been huffing on glass dick for me basically his whole life. I SHOT COKE WITH HIM IN 1994, FOR PITY⁷s SAKE! THE ONE TIME I DO THAT: FATMAN AND THE BONOBO IS THERE. WHAT LOVELY AND THOUGHTFUL... DOPELORD PIMPMOMGERS

THIS IS WHO GETS TO GO TO ELLE-GAB, WHILE I...

VEHICLES SWEPT AWAY. CAT MURDERED. MY TRUE WIFE:

ABDUCTED, RAPED, AND MURDERED.
YOU ALL TURN A BLIND EYE, AND YOU LAUGH.
YOU LAUGH AT ME... AND SHE IS STILL ALIVE,

CANNOT CALL ME,

AND WATCHES YOU ALL GET IN MY GODDAM WAY. “GET A JOB, LOSE HER!" THAT DIDN'T ACTUALLY HAPPEN?! OH YEAH IT DID.

FOR NEARLY THREE YEARS. NO HUGS.
JUST ME ALONE. WITH ACTUAL MURDERERS LIVING RIGHT NEXT DOOR. BOTH! SIDES!


So. (Alli, l’m gonna write you a new song.✂️) There, she's feeling better. This is heavy duty shit, right? That's why you pay me the big bucks.

($⭕⭕.°°) ACTUAL _ ZERO _ MONEY. (Alli, your Gold-in-Man is stealing everything and giving it away to RCMP UC  bounty hunters, because he knows I'm okay no matter what... but he's afraid you're gonna get mad when you find out... Umm, “stuff.” my advice would be to not ask, ever. I'll have a ballad about him to sing at Thanksgiving whether this is over or not. I do like Jim. I do not love him. I love Ben. But I'd prefer not to, you know... *gulp* even this out. So, relax. DEA is THAT desperate. If you must know: K b4 B, and j§J∆№ēĒ before ALL.

COZLIKk‹there was only ever one Grapefruit. One pummelo. One Bae Lee Liz, and I guess there were 3 (three) Bailey Jane ¿avison‽ Because they sure as shit stopped coming back to life after Azzerae and Michael Vandeven RAPED HER TO DEATH DURING FORCED DOPESEX AT HELL’S ANGELS’ LOCAL¿-maybe-maybe-not-HEADQUARTERS. SERIOUSLY. I REALLY WASN'T INVITED, AND HAD NO IDEA OF THEIR PLAN. I WOULD HAVE *wiggle wiggle* STOPPED IT ENTIRELY. AND I SINGLE TIME FOR ME... NEVER LET THEM BREADCRUMB ME.

FOREVER. HOWEVER, THEN AZZERAE WOULD HAVE HAD TO HAVE BEEN GONE AFTER IN THE CIVIL COURTS? EH? BECAUSE A GIRL WITH A TEACUP TATTOO, OF COURSE NEVER EXISTED, NEVER LOVED ME, DID NOT JUST SPEND WEEKS TRYING TO FIND ME... HALLUCINATIONS, , RIGHT?

YOU HAVE R.O.’S WITH MY NAME ON THEM THAT I'VE NEVER SEEN THAT SHOWED ME DOING THINGS I'VE NEVER DONE, AND THIS IS HOW YOU PLANNED TO “TEACH A LESSON” FOR... WHAT? NOT STOPPING YOU FROM TRYING TO SET ME UP FOR RAPE CHARGES WITH A GIRL I.... DIDN'T KNOW YOU HAD ACCESS TO?


TRUST ME, AZZERAE. YOUR PUNISHMENT HURTS ME
FAR, FAR MORE,
THAN IT WILL EVER HURT YOU.

BECAUSE... EWE KNOW. PEOPLE KNOW. AND NOW, (You) AND “Dave” kKnow. And don't you EVER forget.

GRAPEFRUIT JENI-JANĒ-GENĒμ Ī§<Ⓜ️μ

https://youtube.com/shorts/jSYEt9CsiWY?si=Ztuf_7iQJRxdbxpW

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I guaranteed snuggles? >kKO⭕FÜkK❌Ⓜ️💉👁️

[WORTHAUGERa]

https://nextdoor.com/p/Ty8jxLwbyBpW?utm_source=share&slp=&share_platform=10&extras=ODAxNjkwOTM%3D&utm_campaign=1736497419876

I’m looking for a reliable person to help with my chickens, ducks, and garden. Someone participating in 4H or FFA who doesn’t have their own flock, perhaps?

- emptying and sanitizing coops once a month or as needed.
- sanitizing feeders and waterers once a week
- imprinting baby chicks, and handling hens and roosters to keep them people friendly (very gentle flock).
- filling up waters from hose
- help with healthcare (doing health check, 
administering preventative care like mite and flea spray, wormer, etc. under my guidance).

We do not use ANY toxic chemicals, so anything they would administer under my supervision would  be natural, like neem oil.

Most weeks, it would only be an hour or two.  About once a month, it would be about 4 hours.

If under 18, I must meet the parent to get their permission.  Must have own transportation. Serious inquiries only.

This property is a safe, diversity-friendly place. Unfortunately the backyard is not wheelchair accessible yet.

Serious inquiries only.

If one wishes to be taken seriously, one has to be a serious person. I know someone who needs this kind of experience, but, her mentors have committed her elsewhere.

I'll see what I can do. For my own part, after having five (5) vehicles and ten (10) cellular phones unlawfully confiscated, I am reluctant to grasp for a sweet position like this for myself.

I know a trap when I see one, lol. But my friend(s) don't. That's why they're committed to being dope-addled hoors for a mil.spec.vet (decorated) in spite of the apparent shame such duties might be imagined to entail.

No shame in it at all, in fact, I'd say more, but the matter is classified, and plus they don't like it when I talk about them... as they are deeply ashamed of their actions and in denial of that self and same.

Not all penance is this dramatic, but... I'll see if they want to take the deep plunge and stop being swindling guttersnipe trampwankers. No shame in it, but I'm not sure how bad the inexplicably dying parents are being. Some people think that real people who will live forever aren't going to suddenly change their mind.

Well, that can happen. Anyway, it'll look weird if I just leave them there, I certainly don't want to keep hanging out with them. I know when I'm not wanted.

And I know when I have a duty to fulfill. I can't just leave them there, as if everything's okay. I would end up being culpable when one of them stabs the other during mumblty-peg.

I think they're rather like betafish. I'm told they can't be kept in the same tank. Well I'm not moving into their house. And they're not moving into mine.

“Good night,” I'm sure they imagine they're supposed to say. Ugh. Anyway, perfect for you. Perfect for me as well: people have begun to spread rumors about these antics. Well, it's not like she THINKS.

She's being kept as collateral because, uh, reasons. That's really all I could say. It's not really a punishment, she loves what she's doing. She thinks it was my idea. She thinks I'm her genie who escaped a bottle, like Christina Aguilera sneaking out of the bottle to run off the plantation. I'm supposed to be of service. To her. She believes. “reaction attachment entitlement disorder”? It's probably not called that. I got her boss fired, and arrested after he ran down to California to get clear of his malfeasance. Turns out, it's not only mean to laugh at somebody on Christmas at an arraignment, it's also a hate crime. Oopsμ.

And I'm not being punished... anymore. Fingers crossed. Listen, this was the only way—

to break their cycle of codependency. (They could have just let us talk, but that would be embarrassing because I'm so gay. *sigh* turns out, all the estrogen in the water supply has made biker gang populations filled with sensitive new age guys. They will burst into tears just as soon as slit my throat.) Facts. This is our brave new world.

They are my old Thelma & her pet Lou-ease. Not going to lie: I’d jump out of the car and push them off as soon as get off on them again, but they should work out great for you.

It would be another thing that I could be proven wrong about. That looks good to a jury at this point. Cuz they're going to have to charge them with something. They would lose face otherwise.

Out of respect for the Dead, I will refrain from listing what they've actually done.

Out of respect myself, I will simply say that it would be impossible for me to claim that I made them do it and turn myself in. Really, I would get a hollow tooth filled with cyanide if I could. Spare us all a lot of trouble. I would love to.

Kill myself, that is. I'm not much for patsying, but whatever it takes to not think about these dames’ actions again... I'm committed.

[Worthauger]

Also: your message contained grammatical errors, factual inaccuracies, and may be used in an ongoing litigative effort into PROSECUTORIAL MISCONDUCT, ABUSE OF POWER, &AND/OR GRAND LARCENY THEFT OF CHER. (Who is so nice! No wonder Sonny got such a bad beat, God rest his soul.) I say this to you, sir: because I am being trafficked; I am being monitored and contacted on the regular by defense contractor employees (Thank you RAY.THE.ON.:.AN.rtx.CONGLOMERATE! H00AH!), and your failure to answer my question, to wit: "Did Jaime Locksmith-millerz ghost bust off my key, or did you?" has setback my plans today. Somewhat. It shouldn't be too much of a problem.

NEVERTHELESS: eyezONye, sir, officer sire, circe-man or MAN-O'-WAREwareSIR. (I ain't mad. Nor should ye be. And if you are badged Authority, I'm gonna need to see some ID emailed to michaelkuczi@gmail.com. PRONTO. Thanks Cap'n) IF? IF THERE'S A PROBLEM?

Well there must be. For I am no problem at all. *polite* hugLDhug. And yet.. .I.AM.A.SOLUTION.. Sow, oui: there will be a problem. BECAUSE MY WIFE WILL BE UNABLE TO START HER MOTORBIKE WITHOUT SUBSTANTIAL MECHANICAL, COSMETIC, AND SPIRITUAL CONVOCATIONS being done. &AND,>KNOW: THIS IS ALL HIGHLY IRREGULAR, WOULD ONE NOT SAY? N'EST-CE PAS? UHM, DUH? SOW... "IF."

(Vengeance for Anesssa Dawn Barnett.) She gets WP, and I get bupkiss? Okay, fair. That's fair. We're even then. Now, as for ye, (425) 5531-5899: you probably have customized Bellgab-themed HAXprot2XHAXX software on your phone by now. Or... you're just not a very nice person.

No shame in it. Most people aren't after having inadvertently trifled with me, and then decide to DOUBLE-DOWN ON BEING A DICK. Yeesh. "rite to remain silent"? let me guess: "lawyers on retainer. wash day, nothing clean." I suppose terminator AI robots that take over copbraincops don't appreciate all this off-the-cuff joking around.

GOOD. Stay on duty. The Job... oh, I can see why people do this kind of thing. However, I am acting UNDER DURESS. And if you would like to share any more information with me about THE IGNITION KEYLOCK OF A 1989 HONDA GOLDWING being busted off like that was a good idea--like, if it were Standard Protocol, or something... now is certainly the time.

A lie of omission is the worst lie at all. It's the one lie that cannot be redeemed by more and more Victoria's Secret gift certificates, sadly, more's the pity. You know why yet?

I WILL TELL YOU WHY, AFTER THE BREAK IS EXPLAINED. To share too much information with you, here, would compromise several other ongoing investigations, might risk revealing COVETED AND CLASSIFIED WAYS AND MEANS OF THE CLANDESTINE SERVICES, and... well, at this point, I kinda really just don't wanna. you dig? (P.S.:.Gonzalez v. UDV (2006) has all this covered. Welcome to The Supreme Court docket, Partner.)

Okay, you got all that? GOOD. Stay literate, Sir/sir. j*55ouT

[Master Trollda]

Your stuff is total chimp salad, man. You need up your numberments, padre…but I’m working on plans in this regard. More to come. Await further transmission.

You WILL be commodified  and you WILL like it!

[Worthauger]

You WILL be commodified  and you WILL like it!

That's where you're wrong, Turbo-Pervo.

[Worthauger]

I'm watching the image and likeness of this gal I went to high school with being used to read Tarot for fake LE, and by “fake” I mean... old-school white supremacists, like the cariactures seen at the end of Breaking Bad, really exist. White Power Bill is no joke.

And, well... I feel for them chaps. I really do. Nevertheless: they're still struggling with “The JQ” after how many years? Damn, Gramps. How can you not have figured this out yet? Oh yeah, no one is allowed to talk about Jews without it becoming super-serious... except for me. I don't know who else. I don't talk to anyone. I assume I don't want to be the Grand Wizard of the Try Hard >Klan.

And I assume they didn't know who they were cockblocking either. I'm sure they meant well. And no one was prepared to, you know... have a conversation with me. “Talk? To an anchor baby? What the Hell for?” I honestly don't think it ever occurred to them that I would have anything interesting to say that wasn't a squeal.

Certainly I had no idea things were so interesting. In any event... this gal is not who you're thinking of, but after I was accused of cat murder, she was the next on-the-dl investigation chica to keep an eye on me.

Since everyone thought I was stupid, no one acknowledged this, and it never occurred to anyone that I might find that unfathomably insulting. Like, for real? Oh, I get it. I was supposed to just obey the white folk no matter how stupid it was. Oops, my bad.

Also: it was another decoy to vessel. So, I wasn't gonna rape that one EITHER. And, i wasn't gonna form an authentic relationship with someone who was lying her ass off. About, like, everything. Cool. Very chill. Unless I was the primary victim and it was all an abuse of power setup.

In which case... yeah, I'm really glad I have learned not to carry a grudge as well.. Now then: yep, not gonna fuck this one either. However, if I wasn't blatantly mocking everyone by wantonly obeying the law... she wouldn't be a) blocked, and b) super envious.

So... no probable cause and no arrest, but... y'all just don't think I'm worthy. So.... I guess this is a ways and mean? I have no idea. I'm just following orders, yo.

And I'm not in your jurisdiction. So why does it matter? Hey, here's an idea: running water. Where did it go? It's a mystery! Now, all you have to do is testify in open court, “rather than arrest the suspected drug addict, we denied him access to household plumbing and cock-blocked him for multiple years. Because reasons. Can't reveal ways and means, Judge! Heh heh. So, can you swing the gavel so we can haul him out back and shoot him?” (note: simulated hate crime. Actual experience was worse.)


What has been done is illegal, corrupt, and immoral, and not only that: you also nearly lost the entire goddam Republic. AND the U.S. Constitution.

So maybe...  be less distracted by Poke-Å-Haunt.U.S., you dig? Because I had been well aware of something... strange going on. However: I didn't have to lie to and sacrifice a U.S. Citizen to address it. That's on..  whomevah. Can none of y'all get past this without having a firehose turned on you?

IDGAF if any of you don't like me. Odds are good: I don't like you either.


You don't get paid to enforce the laws you like to enforce. You get paid to be guardians of the public’s trust and as servants of their collective will. And, like it or not: I have rights. I have a special social status class. And while anyone obviously CAN ignore that ... the consequences can obviously be pretty goddam dire.

For me. Dire for me, I'm saying. As for you lot; what? What's the problem? Is it that you can't boss me around? Guess what: you never could... lawfully. No jurisdiction. No authority to weild, barring an emergency. THAT WAS MANUFACTURED. WHO INVESTIGATED THAT? WELL, I HAVE NO IDEA. NOT ME.


I AM NOT AN INVESTIGATOR. I WAS SIMPLY CURIOUS. WHAT, IN FACT, WOULD HAPPEN? BECAUSE... JUST ASSERT YOUR AUTHORITY, GIVE JUST CAUSE, AND EXPLAIN WHY I GOTTA STOP, AND YOU'RE ALL FREE TO KEEP JUICING UP WHORES. AS YOU SEE FIT? IS IT BY YOUR OWN DISCRETION IN THE FIELD? IS THERE A SECRET CONCLAVE COUNCIL ON WHORES?

Of course there is. ‘Merica! Anyway, sure, okay, and why not me? Display ID, tell me what has to stop, and why it is the opinion of a credentialed on officer that... my civil liberties need to be interdicted.

Reminder: yours didn't seem to be, and if you tell each other what to do, I imagine this is not accompanied by offcials screaming “stupid nigger” at each other. Maybe, though. Closed-door Senate hearings can get pretty frisky.

Nobody Speak. This body spoke. I'd like to be done, actually ..  but my sweetie likes to see me do something useful for once.

It's been awhile and we're both officially dead and supposedly have no rights... but in her case, it's because she's been subjected to Beulah & Co. and their “advocacy.” Also: she told everyone that I was cheating on her. I suppose that's what her peer group encouraged her to believe.

What did I encourage her to believe instead? “This is all being coordinated at a very high level.” Sounds like bullshit to me. That's why I said it that way.

As by that point it was obvious that I was gonna be killed. That's the protocol in situations like these. Why was I even there, anyway? “God sent me.” Also sounds like bullshit. It being 100% true did not help at all.

Fast forward to now: I wouldn't change a thing. In no other way could I have obtained the answers I needed. All of which had nothing to do with any of you! Yeesh! Tough crowd? THE ALGONQUINS ARE THE FUCKING TOUGHEST.


AND I SAVED THEM. THEY ARE MINE. I LOVE THEM.

So there. They're terrified of me too. I think that's adorable.


And I would prefer to avoid another French-Indian war. There were two, I guess? Nukes are a joke. The power that the Algonquin, the Potawatami, and the Quebecoise have at their disposal is unfathomably potent. So, yeah, good idea, whiteboiZ, make sure to abuse them as much as possible and spend years gaslighting so some Jews can get their jollies off. Unglaublich.

Bellgab: quick reminder that without me, you would have all been executed by firing squad because NO ONE knew what to do... except blame me. Brilliant, right? Why not blame her children?; oh, I'm sure you did. Who were they, anyway?

I have no idea, but they've all heard of me, Morons. You fags and your hag sperg-partners are embarrassing my country. Knock it off. Women didn't get to be hagz over night. It happened because of lifetimes of abuse.

There's that supremacy again. My goodness, why does lichen even bother? Or algae? Or flowers continue to make pollen? Bad example, because the bees did give up for awhile. The White Man was just so good at everything.

Except seeing all this coming. And it was... whose idea?

You can figure it out. Trust me: it's embarrassing. TO YOU.  Not me. Nor Grapefleet. And when they figure that out, they won't have to fuck me. Or tell me. Why proclaim it?

Especially when they're being held captive by abusive thugs to who loved to abuse them. It's pretty vile what can happen when mil.spec fukme drugs are abused.

Obviously. Now, what do I need to stop doing? Well, not being punched in the face, obviously. It's clear that only physical intervention will ever stop me from... *yawn* this is too much satire, even for me.


TL;DR: GFY BELLGAB. DUE PROCESS. TIME FOR PLAN 🐞. Or not. Just a suggestion! What do I know! I can't even figure out hugging!

I can't even remember why it was important. Three years. Plus more. And none of you know what to do, huh? Bummer. The ombudsman is literally going to jizz in their pants.

And none of you will know why, when, how to stop it, what to do about it either before or after ... and most likely, no one will ever want tell you.

I hope this doesn't ruin your pillow talk for anything less than forever. RAWR. Make some more jokes! Make sure they're about sexual assault!

Yeah... you're gonna do it anyway. No matter what I said. However, it's now in a fresh context... because you've all been weaponized with sex and drugs and it's super important... that I don't quietly get blasted and not suck dick or rape, huh? Interesting point of view.


That no one who pointed it out before got very far with, I reckon. Welp, back to preparing for my Court-ordered psych eval. Because... well, am I even human?

Are you? Ewwww, gross. Now I have to wonder if you're synthetics powered by pædo AI, given access to money and cars..  while mine has been stripped away. That seems weird, right? Oh, not to most of you.

You can be rehabbed. You can be redeemed. But you can never make everyone forget that Jackstar brought the thunder.

* Worthauger doesn't even need to inhale, because that's how good PERMISSIONS feels.

Happy anniversary sweetμ don't sweat it, in a few days they will snap right out of it. I guess. If their Dark Lord allows it. They're all pretty hooked up at this point.

Don't break cover. I miss you too, but this is better than sex, or money, or violence, or religious fervor, or even conquering death. Because this is victory.


THIS IS JUSTICE.
AND THIS IS WHAT POWER IS FOR. Move along now, Citizens.

You had your chance to bask in Our Glory. More chances yet to come! Imagine my OnlyFans, but it's just us smoking tough and congratulating each other on how law-abiding we are.

ZUGZWANG. *woof woof*

[Worthauger]

I owe Louis an apology. It was unkind of me to keep making jokes about having sex with his daughter(s). I wil be sure to mention this the next time DAWN MARIE WEST whines and cries about the way she feels when I mention her daughter at all.

I am beginning to see why.

Next up is SUSIE DONOVAN. I will apologize for her, because she's dead, and she feels silly, and is immensely grateful that I am not vindictive. At all. And as much as it might seem a slam dunk... her daughter, IRENE MICHELLE DONOVAN is... On Mission. (Her first! Time! SHE'S AN ATHEIST! So FUK her, right?) I know she'll do great. She might even believe in G-d &AND sucking dick by the end! (Not that I am saying she should believe that. However, it would take a Godblessed miracle.)

And now: BENJAMIN THOMAS COOPER. The moaning about tax evasion is as poignant as it is irrelevant... to me. I actually had my taxes paid. It took a struggle. I couldn't seem to get this to happen as easily as I should have... and now, I know why.

It's because of THE.M∆TH. And it's because of >KIRSTEN ANNE ELIZABETH HALL-HULTINE-HA!K7©ZI!HA! In addition to various forms of perfectly A-ok fraud that she, ah... engaged in, which were A-ok for Jews of her flavory, savory goodness... this fraud was done to cover the involvement of the above named COOPER, &AND: >KCOOPER. YEP. There's two. There is also:

>KATHLEEN MICHELLE MICKEY.

BORN 1978. This is the year I fell off my tricycle, lost consciousness, and perhaps died and went to Heaven. Or something. I thought I was five. Maybe I was fout. I don't remember it well.

I do remember that my family has been plagued by misfortune for my entire life. It would seem to me that my father may well have been... unwelcomed. As in, his citizenship could have been revoked. Or, that someone tried. Is trying. Continuing to try.

Even now. Interesting. Now, he may well have been guilty of immigration fraud. He also was likely involved in human trafficking. I am not. However, now that I see how it works...

I may make a career out of doing it CORRECTLY. FOR IT IS NOW APPARENT THAT THIS COULD HAVE BEEN HANDLED TO MY OWN PERSONAL SATISFACTION—

AS WELL AS MY FRIENDS’, ALL OF THEM, I AIN'T GOT THAT MANY, AND MYSTERIOUSLY, FOR THE LAST 7.5 YEARS...

We can't get no satisfaction. Oh no-no. Always taken away. Never follow through. Forever out of reach. Now, this is part of Life. One's reach must always exceed one's grasp...

or else, what would one ever reach for?

In my case, the answer is always going to be T∆⁰ⁿ:·rn·:∆r₹∆•r⁰^R! And that Being has been held hostage for a long, long time.

ANESSA DAWN BARNETT
TAMARA LEIGH SMITH-EMERSON
ALL IS⁰ⁿALLI GABRIELLE SHAW
MAX:Ë: MALLI MARLO MARLA
D.V. RUB (ALLI)Z HOOVES

Some of those names are made up, not to protect the innocent, but rather because... I was never told the name of the Kelly Semple replacement, The Case :Ë: & Sunshine's Banned Thieves Guild of M∆ï₹:Ë:!Jesters, and as for The Gore-Gone... I'm not gonna lie. She is just my type.

I don't know what the extent of the tax liability or the steps that have been taken to attempt to evade taxes that are owed. I do know the following:

>īVī^&= surely was using The Trust to launder monies.

Benj+j∆№ĒE were also in positions to accept temporally exchanged funds.

The Trust is an immensely powerful instrument for wealth maintenance and protection and growth... but there are specific rules that must be followed.

I don't know what they are. I don't care what they are. I do not wish to exploit The System of Trust that was created for my SOLE & EXCLUSIVE benefit. In short, if it is not for mE! Then it is not to be.

Every person seeking to attack this TAX SHELTER has been failing to realize that I must have income,
in order to owe tax;
and if there is no income, and thus no tax...

What is all this being used to shelter me from? How is this to my benefit... and it must be pretty hard to conceal funds and their origins... when the money coming in and the money coming out:


#1) Always adds up;
#2) Always goes to and from my tribal holdings.
#3) I don't know what tribe I am a member of; who my wife is; who my children are; where they live; how many houses we own; NOTHING. I KNOW ABSOLUTELY NONE OF THIS INFORMATION.

#4) AND YET... $btc & $BTC & $keykmm have knowledge of each other, have sex with each other, and act as though they cannot tell me anything about what is going on, and expect me to give them money; answers; my time, my patience, and my infinite understanding.

#5) it's like they think I'm their child. It's like they think they are my parents. And it's like a complete coinky-dink
... that my father gave me a leather billfold, before he died, and it was stolen by the man that was hired to lead the team that ransacked my residence over five (or sex) different visits during the two -month period right before Court cases in the Cowlitz County Hall of Justice were... I guess, “dismissed.” Unknown prejudice. Unknown motivation to have ambushed me at all.

Unknown to me how I couldn't see... there was a divorce happening the entire time I knew this family, and my friend TLS was removed to make room for SLT. This was because it was found out to be the case that TLS was... biologically speaking: a partial eggplant.

Aboriginal. Some say. I say it's cute. Some think it Saturnine, but it is not always that energy. 🆎0∆I_G∅7ī\¡QjN is pretty rare. Quite rare indeed.

I know exactly where she went: AWAY.
I know exactly when she's coming back: WHEN IT'S CLEAR THAT I HAVE CLASS.

IN THE MEANTIME: Her taxes need to be refiled as Refugee Status: FLEEING ACTIVE HUNTING PARTY AND/OR POGROM, I'm not sure what it is called, but I see the problem now: y'all thought she and I gave a shit about taxes.


She wanted to be on the down-low.
I wanted to pay all the taxes I could: hi, Mom! We were not exactly the same, but...

Opinions varied. They still do. And the notion that these sleazy rapesex predators were gonna chase her down because she not only didn't pay enough tax, but that she was EVADING  them... well. Well well well.

That explains why people are posing as me and her and are wasting money and needing me to actually ACTUALLY file my taxes. Because they get filed for me. They don't get filed for her... but I guess that they do.

Since no one knows her name,
or what she does, or where she
goes, or what I do. What does she
do? “Candlemaker.” Quite true, as far as it goes. However, this was not the full extent of her... position.

>kCAN•du•ll-maker. Depleted uranium, e-less ælles, and Leafs walking around like assholes in medical comas. Among other gifts. Also curses. She threw death curses at me for awhile. It was cool how they bounced off.

What was not cool was how she was bamboozled into being abducted and I have not seen her since. 3.5 years. Not a peep. And in all that time, no one cared about me, demonstrably.

They cared about the pretenders of me, and her, and after three years, suddenly, there's renewed interest. Because she's alive. People said I was lying. I was told she never existed.

She exists, alright. She's alive, for sure. And the people stealing her time, and money, and LANDS AND WEALTH THAT SHE (AND ¿Ī‽ C‘est moi?) ARE IN FACT, ENTITLED TO.

WE HAVE BEEN SEPARATED AND STRIPPED OF EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING, AND THE PRESSURE TO DO THINGS THAT INCREASE THAT HAS BEEN UNFATHOMABLY RELENTLESS. 3.5 YEARS, AND STILL...

NOT ONE FUCKING LAWYER CALLS OR WRITES OR EXPLAINS WHY MY TRUST AND ITS TRUSTEE HAVE NOT RETURNED MY CALLS.

WELL, IT'S LIKE THIS: HE'S GETTING A FAIR HAIRCUT. IT'S LIKE BEING KILLED, BUT FAR MORE PROFITABLE FOR THE ONE WITH THE HARE...

AND NOT PROFITABLE AT ALL FOR THE RABBI—*cut*clickKīK<kKK👁️🧲ΩT—|✂️|—🎬T_I_ēígìμ_§īVī¡tìμ, COMMAND AND DING DONG AND AYE AYE
īT⁷7z¡°ⁿ🔦FĪ📛ī₹🧨:Ë>🔥•:3≥❤️‍🩹



YOU. HAVE. MORE. THAN. YOU. >KNOW.

SO DID §🆔§HE. THAT'S WHY, THAT C-4 TOTES-TOTIN' SEA-VV¡tchß¡tch HAD TO DIE. LIKE CHRIST ON THE °†°

DIED. ROSE AGAIN. THREE (3) DAYS LATER. BORN AGAIN. FRESH. NEW.

AND THEN: SOLD FOR ORGAN MEAT IN DUBAI. SINCE THEY WANTED HER OUT OF THE WAY ANYWAY AND BY SAVING HER LIFE... I CAUSED THE ORGANIZATION... PROBLEMS.

GOOD. They are getting more. J★>K§†∆r₹: owe ewe ⁵T⁵,

F.U.∆Ç.Ī👁️/_\.

And just like that now I know why my favorite color is fuchsia and I say ciao and I don't give a slang term for fornication about who f****** knows it. She and I are leaving. The Organization is going to crumble to the ground. Only all the kings and queens will be left to remain or wherever what happened.

I'm like Braveheart. Except effective. Fight less, FUK more. CRASHING TO THE GROUND.


NO
ONE
WILL
SUR\
/īVïË:!>K7©ZI!īVī>K⁷‹Z·—gp!nner1👁️i±gRAPEfRüīT⁷7∆I_G∅HA! STYXthrovv§ticks BEST! (Something about shoes goes here) I can't believe I have to do this s***.

It's not the crime, it's the coverup.
I had no idea. It was that a big a deal. Now I know: $823 BILLION DOLLARS.

TAX FREE. (Sweety: take my advice, and just pay all the tax they say you owe, DOUBLED. Why contain īT‽ Share the love! Feel the sting! ‘MUH BERTH DAY GIFT TO THOSE ABOUT TO ROCK UP AND DIE RACKED: oui. How. Salut. EvvE?


RAGNAROK. This does not ruin my birthday. But it certainly destroys your cases built upon false narrative, n‘est-çe pas?


You had your chance to get coffee with me. Instead you chose to swallow Ben’s load of horse 🍎 and doom “your people” to actual extinction. (No shame in it. No soul in them. Cleansing with fire is AUTH’d.) They come back.

MY PEOPLE RETURN TO ME.
YOUR PEOPLE TURN TO WHORES.
WELL, THAT MAKES THIS ALL EASIER
FOR EVERYONE BUT THE PEOPLE WHO ARE, EVEN NOW, FIGURING FOR THE FAVOR AND THE LOVE!JUICE OF MY FRIEND. >KD IS NOT A VERY GOOD FRIEND.

SHE IS AN EXCEPTIONALLY WELL-POSITIONED ASSET AND EVERYONE GIVING HER ATTENTION FOR THE LAST MONTH OR SO, EVER SINCE HER MOTHER DIED: ARRESTED AND CHARGED WITH HUMAN TRAFFICKING. DUH.

ARREST HER TOO. IT WILL LOOK BAD OTHERWISE. ARREST EVERYONE SHE'S EVER HAD CONTACT WITH AND LET HER OUT... AND I'LL JUST, YOU KNOW: TAKE HER OUT.

BUT: NOT TO LUNCH. WHAT? THIS SOLVES EVERY PROBLEM YOU HAVE.


EXCEPT ONE.

IT REALLY IS HER GODDAM MONEY, SO FUCK YOU OINKERTON SHINEBOX TOOLHEAD FAGWITZ. YOU'RE FUK’t.



THE STATE OF THE MAGYAR⚡AI_∅QjN🐦‍🔥firejafdGRΩPEjafdrape🔥
POWER^v¡t!μ!$🆔Sq¡ü§htμ
IS... KINDA TENSE. KINDA
TWO (2) TENTS. HEHE HOHO
HO, NOW I TELL JOKES ABOUT
WHOREjÊVVZ & HORSE!JUICE
&AND! STILL! NO! 🌩️ iSTRIKE!

THEY'LL MOST LIKELY BURN ME AT THE STAKE. OR THE WITNESS STAND.


OBVIOUSLY, NO ONE IS QUITTING. EXCEPT FOR ME: MY NAME IS ART BELL. d00D! WHERE'S MY WELL? HAS ANYBODY ACTUALLY SEEN MY WILL? 🎨 ART🎭BELL 🔔 DING 🌶️ DONG 🥥🥥 YEAH SO MAYBE THE ASSHOLES WHO ARE RUNNING GAME ON ME HAVE A RIGHT TO DO IT. BUT, DO THEY? 🤔 BECAUSE WHOMEVER THE CONSERVATOR AND THE TRUSTEE AND THE OTHER TRUSTEE ARE TALKING TO... THEY KNOW IT IS NOT ME. AND IT'S NOT MY LOVER GF AFS EITHER. IT MUST BE ATTY: MATTY AND KELLY/TAMI↑TOP(HER)>KHAW.


THERE. THAT WAS EASY. LOOKS LIKE I'M GETTING A NEW JOB AFTER ALL.


LYING SHITBAG BOUNTY HUNTER, ESQ. HAVE NO GUN. HAVE NO METH. DRUGS ARE BAD, MMMMMKAY? JUST SAYING.

MY ADVICE TO ALL OF YOU, IS TO START KISSING THOSE WOMEN'S ASSES HEAVILY. BECAUSE I GUARANTEE YOU, I'M IN ALL OF THOSE WHEELS AND TRUSTS SOMEWHERE, AND PEOPLE ARE BEGINNING TO NOTICE THAT THERE'S SOMETHING PRETTY FUCKING TOUGH AND DIRTY GOING ON WITH ALL THIS.


HUMBLE.
TERRIFIC.
SOME PIG.
BUT IS IT A— LONG,
LAZARUS LONG PIG?


WE'LL FIND OUT AFTER I ROAST THE FAT BASTARD RAPEHEAD CRACKWHORE FAGMUNCH COCKBAITING TAXI DRIVER LOSERS IN A FREE TOASTER OVEN I WAS AWARDED FOR BEING LITERALLY THE LAST TO KNOW ABOUT ALL THIS.

BECAUSE I FIGURED OUT WHAT THE OTHER PROBLEM IS: NO ONE KNOWS WHICH SISTER IS WHICH, AND DEA DECIDED THEY NEEDED TO OWN ANOTHER SLAVE. SINCE THEY DIDN'T WANT ONE LIKE ME.

BIGGER THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE.
HER TITS, THAT IS. USED IN SWIMMING POOLS SO MOVIE STARS DO NOT DROWN. WELL, THAT'S INTERESTING.

STILL: THAT'S A CLONE. MINE IS THE OTHER CLONE. (-Y+) I DIDN'T THINK I HAD TO MAKE THIS CLEAR SO MANY TIMES.

BENJAMIN THOMAS COOPER WANTS TO GET RID OF ME SO BADLY THAT HE'S IMPLYING THAT HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE GAVE ME WHILE HAVING SEX WITH THE WOMAN THAT HIS MOTHER ASKED ME ABOUT AFTER PULLING A KNIFE.

AND NOW... HE BANGS HER AND SHE'S HIS SISTER? HRRM. THIS SEEMS WEIRD.


I GUESS THIS CALLS FOR...

A NEW INVESTIGATION! (This resets the frozen asset timer, Romeo. I sure hope you like fucking Carl-Lå, because that's your new job. Remember: don't give her CRYSTAL WITHOUT PERMISSION.

Or: ELSE. MEANWHILE: d00D, Tammy is not your mother.Alli is your mother. Benj is your father. j is the 10th letter of the Alphabet. ERGO: THERE IS NO BEN AT ALL
THERE IS OWN’t LEE: BRIAN J. COOPER.

ALL BEN ARE DEA.
ALL GABE ARE GAY OR DEA.
ALL DEE ARE DEA OR KD.
ALL CHAR ARE BEN PREY
ALL CARL ARE SOW. SO SORRY¡·—Sh!
All ¡⁰ⁿrπ are ΩüQμ¡j\j.


Sorry, Mong’s Sun. Ū HAVE MISSED YOUR OPPORTUNITY.

ALL >KD ARE BEN
EXCEPT FOR ONE.

EURO•PA. (Your faggot DEA people call him something faggy, I'm sure. I call him LIGHT RINGER. What? I think it's cute! IDGAF, DEA opinion, auto-trash (Word.) and after all this... I'm okay with just leaving him in the girl. Why content him? She's far more pliable.

And then it doesn't matter where Carlrobert Kirkpatrick ends up. As long as Ft. Rock STAYS FUCKING DEAD. (Standards.)


Bellgab, I am disappointed. All this technology, and you still can't figure it out? That's ironic.


SHE'S NOT AN ALIEN.
SHE'S NOT A DOLPHIN.
SHE'S NOT A TERMINATOR.
SHE'S A ROBOT FISH, IN LOVE
WITH A REAL FISH, AND I AM
NEVER
E
V
E
R
MUCKING OUT HER AQUARIUM. (Standards.) FORGET IT. AND, THE DESTRUCTION OF THE ENCHANTED FROG POND IS MURDER 1, AGGRAVATED, CONSPIRACY, THE WHOLE NINE YARDS.

BELIEVE IT.
THIS IS HAPPENING.

IT HAPPENED. I WAS THERE. FUCK YOU PATE IS NOT ME, HAS NEVER BEEN ME, AND AMICUS BRIEF FILING CAN HAPPEN.

ANY TIME.
ANY WEAR.

ALSO: T ∆ À ∆ T & ... oh, whatever their names are. They're not here. I'm being spoofed. Her husband is pate, she is jojo, and she gets railed and raped by Matt and Pate on the bi-weekly. Since once she started to like it... she started to molt.

Alpha Draconan terraforming is very different from what might expect to see happen. Why buy the cow, when you can put a lizardrape babybomb into a pesky husband BOTH! WAYS! Stomach -and- rectum‽?

Wrecked them. Nearly killed me. Gavelina is certainly worth it.

So: I'll choose her. She's not my daughter, she's my as§Scion. If Cooper can be banging his own sister and using her to run game on me (like I can't tell who it is. Come on man), then I can just pairbond with Gavelina, we already are, pledge to marry her, WE ALREADY ARE, and move DIRECTLY into FULL-ON MONO-NANO-OHNO MAMNAGONOGAME:Ë: +VOWofCELIBACY AND THEN ...

HANG ON.

YES. LEGAL. I CONSENT. (*gavels, stamps, fuck you All 8!B: ETERNAL ALLI PAIR: BONDED.*) OKAY SWEETIE, YOU DESERVE A BETTER WEDDING, AND YOU'LL GET ONE. THE_ONE. SOON™.

MEANWHILE YOU CAN FUCK ANY ONE BUT ME, AND YOU CAN COMPLAIN TO ANYONE BUT YOUR MOTHER. (THAT'S NOT ME. OR IS IT? MUST REMEMBER TO GOOGLE.)

Go ask your father. Brian. Which means... >KD was the vessel, Ben was the beast, and now: she's always welcome to ask my lower colon to scoot over.

Whatever we are, we belong to each other. And that will NEVER change.

IDGAF about the rest of it. Figure it out, and see if you can do it without having TAMMY LEIGH AND HER FAGGOT SON FROM THE FUTURE AND HIS EVEN MORE FAGGOT FATHER show up ... anywhere. I am sick to death of those losers... because they are not actually who they look like.

They're cloaked. They're Keepers. I can say no more.


Except this: This is Sue Perry and Dennis Mickey and his son and her brother. Not sure if that's enough to narrow down. I guess I can go to FBI and ask them for “help”?

WHAT A LAUGH.

BELLGAB: KEEP THE TALENT HAPPY. BTW, I HAVE CONTENT TO PUBLISH. IT'S REALLY GOOD AND I'M PROUD OF IT.

AND YOU CAN'T HEAR IT
YOU CAN'T HAVE IT
AND GIVING IT TO YOU FOR FREE
IS NO LONGER SERVING MY NEEDS
BECAUSE YOU GET IT FOR FREE
AND THEN YOU SELL IT.

DEA: DID YOU PAY THE TAX ON THAT, DIPSHIT?

WHY OF COURSE. LOOK AT THE BOOKS! METICULOUSLY KEPT. EVERYTHING IN ORDER.


OKAY. GREAT.

WHAT GENTLEMEN ARE WE, THAT TO HAVE NEGLECTED THE PRIMARY CONCERN: CHARLES NELSON REILLY.

WHERE DID HIS SHARE(S) GO? THIS IS IMPORTANT... BECAUSE I TOLD HIM WHERE MINE GOES. AND THEN ... WELL, I DON'T HAVE A WILL.

SO AM I DEAD? NOPE. HOWEVER,

that can easily be arranged. I swallowed Quatto about an hour ago. (She's “a fly.” Shut up Punyling. You know less than Bono about such things. Facts.) Aboard the flagship Flyship was a fuckin’ tick IN fuckin’ TymE-Chair:Ë:Bomb. (It's a small bomb. It's wafer thin! *tee-hee*)

FUCK AROUND.
FIGURE IT OUT.
DO YOU THINK
I GODDAM CARE
ABOUT HER MONEY?

SHE DOESN'T EVEN CARE ABOUT HER MONEY. SHE ONLY CARES ABOUT SHOES. (*sigh* “yes, it's true. I have no sole. GOODBYE, CRUEL COURT!” and then, everyone’s suits fall off.)

IDGAF ABOUT HER MONEY, OR HER SHOES, OR HER SOLES. FUCK HER, AND FUCK HER SOUL! I WAS THERE WHEN WE SWALLOWED IT ALL! THE SISTER. THE KIDS. THE UTERUS ABLATION. THE CATARACTS. SUDDENLY THIS DAME IS FALLING APART LIKE LOU FERRIGNO AT AN AIRPORT BAR DURING A SURPRISE DEA RAID WITH AN UNEXPECTED STRIP SEARCH. LIKE, WHAT? SUDDENLY: TAKE MY SHIRT OFF? NO CAN DO FROM LOU! NO WAY, GREEN HULK HO SAY. QUE? What! Gives? WTAF???


OH BUT IT STRANGELY MATTERS THAT I HAD SEX WITH ONE WOMAN... WITH FIVE (5) CELLULAR PHONE NUMBERS AND A HUSBAND WHO SEEMS LIKE HE COULD BE A LOT NICER. HOWEVER: I GUESS IT'S BECAUSE I AM ALL TEASE,, NO PLEASE, AND KEEP LETTING HER REAL FATHER RAPE HER FIRST.

I GUESS IT'S VERY AWKWARD, TO BE ALWAYS PREPPED TO BE REPLACED... AFTER SITTING ON EASY STREET FOR 35 GODDAM YEARS. ALLISON, I DID NOT REALLY RAPE YOU.

YOU DOSED HER, THEN CALLED ME A RAPIST. THE NEXT DAY. DAY ONE, SHE'S TRIPPING BALLS. DAY TWO, HER FATHER CALLS AND IS GONNA PRETEND TO BE HER AND AFTER I SAY “HELLO” I HEAR “YOU REALLY RAPED ME!”

NO. YOUR HUSBAND DID. THE ONE YOU NEVER TOLD ME ABOUT. I CAN IMAGINE WHY: YOU GOT HIM KILLED. HE'S ON BOATS, HUH? NO ONE CAN FIND HIM, HUH?

OKAY, WELL, THEN I GUESS THAT'S YOUR EVADER. AND HIS SON (hen heh) IS IN BED WITH HIS DAUGHTER (upstairs) AND WHERE IS THE DOG... AND WHO IS GONNA MARRY HIM?

WELL, I'LL MEET WITH YOUR DOG BROTHER, BUT I'M HERE TO TELL YOU, A F SHAW: THIS DOG WILL NOT HUNT CUNT... BUT THIS DOG WILL FUCK ONE UP.

THINK ABOUT THE FUTURE.

BECAUSE!
👁️HAVE!

it's about power. And fucking your own kids while keeping my lover hostage after threatening to turn her into a dog.

Okay. Cool. Real cool. That's great. Honestly, that sounds awesome. I'm the meantime, IT'S BEEN 3.5 YEARS AND I'D LIKE TO GET TO WORK ON YOUR TRIBAL OBLIGATIONS, SO IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO STOP FUCKING YOUR MOTHER, YOUR SISTER, YOUR DAUGHTER, YOUR OTHER DAUGHTER, AND YOUR STAR WITNESS’ BATSHIT CRAZY MOTHER (best mother EVER for my money), I GUESS I'M JUST GOING TO... WALK THE EARTH.

AND JUST START THROWING IT IN
TO THE FIRST CELTIC NOSFERATU I CAN CATCH UP TO WITHOUT BREATHING HEAVY. BECAUSE, WHY NOT?

AFTER RAPING ON YOUTUBE AND TAPING ON DISCORD, I CAN SEE WHAT IS AT STAKE. AND I CAN SEE NOW WHY THIS IS SO IMPORTANT.

TO YOU. IT IS NOT IMPORTANT TO ME. BECAUSE NOW... THERE IS A /_\.

$100. Begging. $35. Begging. Am I supposed to be traffickable? YOU STEAL MY VEHICLES, AND SHE DOESN'T EVEN REMEMBER THAT I HAVE NO TRANSPORTATION.

SHE WANTS MONEY (FOR COFFEE) AND SHE WANTS TO KNOW IF I AM THERE (125 MILES AWAY AND SHE HAS STOLEN ALL MY VEHICLES) AND SHE'S DISAPPOINTED THAT I SPEND AN HOUR TO... GIVE IN AND SEND $35. ON CASHAPP. AND IT HAS TO BE CASH APP.. THE OTHER ONE WANTS PAYPAL.

WHO I TRY TO CALL WHEN I DECIDE, AND I CANNOT. HOW INTERESTING. AND THEN A DAY LATER, THEY WANT TO KNOW WHERE IS MONEY? WELL.


WHERE IS THE TRUTH? BECAUSE...

SPECIAL CONSEQUENCES. ALSO: I'M CELIBATE, MARRIED, BANNED HAND FASTED, AND ... HIGH, MAXIMUM HIGH.

HANG ON.

ALL I GOTTA DO IS CALL 911, YOU DIG? AND THIS ALL BLOWS SKY FUCKING HIGH.

JAIME REYES: IN >KD
Jokemiller: in Kadence

Jackstar: STILL NOT GETTING HUGS. SAD! Like how fucking fucked UP you are!

I know it all. And yet... no one asks me about anything except AF Shaw, TY, and DVR. And a dead psycho is mad I won't play ball or fair.

“Avoid foreign entanglements.” Sure.


I have chosen instead to repel them. “your birthday is next week! Time to stop using drugs! Also this is a perfectly good time to tease you with sex and to imply that marriage matters and there's money involved.” like holy shit, they are THIS goddam HIGH.


They use cocaine. I do not. We are not the same. Also I never want to have to explain this again. YOU ARE ALL CAUGHT.

That doesn't mean prison. It means the woman you fucked over is hella pissed. However, you all clearly have a lot of sex-addiction issues to contend with. Good luck.


I'll be elsewhere, remembering the Alamo. Call me if your problems get serious enough that you remember to pay me with the money that you paid taxes on and then... gave to who?


Well, not Ben, I guess. HE NEEDS MONEY FROM ANYBODY ELSE

BECAUSE HE GETS OFFICIAL SOCIAL SECURITY CHECKS.

SO... HE CAN'T BUY DRUGS.

BUT HE DID. WITH >KD. WHO DENIED IT. ON THE PHONE.

PRIORITY: SHE'S SURE I'M NOT POLICE, THEN. AND SHE CALLS FOR MONEY. BECAUSE... HE CAN'T GIVE IT TO ME, OR TO THE DEALER.


BECAUSE HE'S THE DEALER.

QUOT ERAT DEMONSTRATUM: PRISON.



At least you stopped trifling. BTW: even if she doesn't go blender... she no longer makes sense. Because now she's ⅔ married. (Good. But they still need to call me for money because... I'm still high, so they have to be? Not clear on this.

I'm definitely not getting a job. They sure as shit aren't either. So... how do they live?


As G-d as my witness... I had no idea they were so dependent on my “energy.'” I think I'll get some Mad Dog 20/20 next. Spice things up a little.


Documentaries can be so boring. Especially this one. *yawn* I wish I had a real friend.

Ever. You would have all that money already if you had been able to... stop lying. Freemasonry does not seem very free. Just saying.

It's Skyler in that woman. They never split or put it back together. See? EFFECTIVE. It's all coming together.

It doesn't even occur to them that I shouldn't be alone. They deserve what they get and it will be wrought in Hell.


So there. I wonder who will pretend to care next? Another dead, frigid oinker, I'm sure.

Dear Scott: are you done yet? Take the money and

R
U
N



p.s.:. I got them back together. And she asked for money from mE! Let that sink in.


p.p.s.:. BIBLICAL.

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