Newsflash: Israel does not equal all Jews, you simpleton. There are lots of Jews who not only aren’t Zionist but very much opposed to it. Put that in your crack pipe and smoke it for awhile.
Number one: I didn't have a crack pipe. I had two items of vaporization utensil, given to me by locals, at it would look suspicious if I did not. (I didn't start in kindergarten, §ī₹ë; I've got an easy decade to go before I am likely to present as Crypt-Keeper.) One morning, I woke up, and then hours later, I discovered that one of them had been adulterated with coca.
I could tell; because it was yellow, and it had to cocaine in it. I was, of course, immensely flattered. Dudes break into my house, to leave gifts for me. No hugs, alas, but I like to get to know someone first and I'm saving myself for someone special.
Similarly, I have -never- been allowed to score ice, for reasons that didn't really have to be explained to me. That it was suddenly decided by persons unknown that I belonged in the “coca-positive hair follicle test club” without being consulted did not sit well with me.
So: I broke it. Orders of G-d. I do not argue with The Almighty God. Truth be told, I do not know the difference between crack and ice. I know that I am not qualified to enjoy either alone. Too much coca crossing the blood-brain barrier can result in a cardiovascular event, colloquially and charmingly known as “doing the fish.” Having a buddy present to kickstart my heart is thus mandatory.
I know about things. I don't do everything I know. For example, THE DUDE WHO SUDDENLY FOUND HIMSELF HAVING TO CLAIM THAT HE WAS MARRIED TO MY HELPMATE WITH ID WITH MY NAME ON IT IN HIS PICTURE WAS THIS GUY WHO WAS THERE THE ONE TIME I ONLY EVER IVEED COCAINE WITH A BUNCH OF OTHER PEOPLE IN SEATTLE IN THE '90S, IT'S AMAZING HOW THE SAME GUY WAS THERE AND NOW HE'S HERE WELL IS HE HERE? I DON'T KNOW WHERE HE IS BUT IT'S AMAZING HOW HE DIDN'T MENTION THAT HE RECOGNIZED ME AND FOUND IT INCONVENIENT THAT I WAS ARRIVED FOR SO LONG, AND TRIED TO FRAME ME UP FOR SOMETHING THAT I SHOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN AND DIDN'T TELL ME THE TRUTH AND THEN DIDN'T DO ANYTHING BESIDES... BLAH BLAH BLAH...
I would feel better about this entire situation if I wasn't being treated like an idiot by people who should damn well know better. Except they don't, because they're lifelong drug users and absolutely addicted to the various things that they've been using for years and years in the course of their work. You know their job, that they get paid for, I don't get paid for anything.
I'm a volunteer. I am sure that there are many who are very envious. I really don't think that justifies flagrant deception and intentional infliction of emotional distress. Given the pate appears to have the human empathy of a toddler and a medical coma, he probably doesn't think much about the damage he is inflicting. Oh, no, it's all about getting me under control, showing me who's in charge, teaching me a lesson, and getting me out of the way so we can go back to doing whatever the f*** it is. He wants to do with whatever the f*** he thinks his job is.
Apparently the difference between apologizing and acknowledging his wrongdoing and just pretending it didn't happen and going about his business and hoping that I'm going to be dumb enough to kill myself if he helps me along is not one that he is capable of making. Or maybe he's just not allowed to be a decent human being while he's taking money. Or maybe he doesn't take money. And he's living all the edge and he doesn't have any vampiri lords anymore to suck off of, you know I don't really know.
I also don't really care, although it does appear to be something that does concern me, doesn't it. I'll be honest, I just can't even.
At least I know why he's always posting pictures of Darth Sidious and whining about crystal methamphetamine, he thought I was actually exposed to the s***. No, not at all, that didn't stop him from trying to frame me with it though.
Get the picture, Baldy: I'm following the law. You should try reading it some time. Maybe you can read it with Grapefruit while you're waiting for the Cialis to kick in and she's questioning her life choices, if she's even on a low enough dose of smack to be able to question anything. Well she's busy servicing whatever the f*** it is that you think she needs to be doing, or, I don't know, maybe the honeymoon's over. I have no way of knowing. I simply remember being lied to by people who then tried to kill me. Get down of your high horse tubby, not everything's about you.
As in a side: has it ever occurred to you to question the validity of your own existence? Like I don't get it: what are you protecting here, society? I suppose it's probably not that complicated for you, it's probably just a matter of following your impulses that you're not really aware of and have no possible way of resisting.
So yeah it's totally cool. You can do whatever you want. You're in charge. Oooh boy. Bottom line is this: you're not very nice. I've done nothing to deserve your fuggy-huggy bully baby pushing and shoving. Seriously, since the '90s.
I can see why I wasn't invited to many parties. Tell you what, have at it. Maybe you can bob for apples or something. Frankly, I don't know what people would do at a party these days anyway. I no longer have any connection to human society. Thanks a lot for that, by the way. You've really improved things for everybody.
Hey Grapefruit: I hear smack is quite slimming. How delightful. Tell me again how I have a brain tumor and I don't deserve oral sex. I'll be honest, I don't think I deserve it either.
But for $500,000, I did deserve a house with a working kitchen for longer than 6 weeks. All of you destroyed my house, now virtually uninhabitable, and rather than doing anything sensible about that, I don't know what the f*** you're doing. At this point I don't really care.
Remember: a long time ago you could have just told me the truth. Now it wouldn't matter if you did. I don't even know who you are. Now, this is progress.
Yeah, but you know that woman that I'm supposedly accused of having contact with a total of three (3) times. How amazing that you're all involved in. It's a small world, isn't it? I especially like the way it's all worked out so well to indicate that you're literally just thieves, willing to abuse children and other vulnerable members of society so you can steal their shit.
No kudos. Tell you why don't you go find out who cracked her back, maybe it's the same guy who cracked my father's back, it's kind of weird how they both ended up with that same karmic fate. I won't discuss it too brazenly, but I would like to point out that you're all a bunch of harassing bullies that have been caught with your hand in the cookie jar over a span of 30 years, and it hasn't even occurred to any of you that I'm not real happy about that. I guess you imagine that I should just feel lucky that I'm allowed to keep breathing or some shit.
3 years I'm sober while you're doing. I don't know what, I'm not invited, then all of a sudden you need somebody to lose weight for you, and then suddenly it's okay for me to be doing what you tell me to do, and then later on you say it's not okay for me to be doing this and this is okay. And that's okay. You know you're not a f****** executioner or a f****** judge dude, you're a thug. And a fat one at that.
Like even care about jurisdiction? I'm guessing not. This is one of those existential timeline Crux events or some shit. Listen to be carefully dude, I want a goddamn bath, and I want you out of my f****** life forever, that shouldn't be too hard, I don't find it too hard to f****** not look at your f****** phone. I don't find it too hard to f****** leave you alone. I don't run to your house and f****** start f****** your wife do I? Why don't you go check and see if I do? Go ahead I'll wait here.
Like what are you just that f****** descended from people who came over in the Mayflower or some s***? Oh never mind. I'll save it for the psych eval. “ lhey doc, this big fat tub of s***'s been chasing me for 30 years and still hasn't gotten nothing but he sure is taking out his frustrations on people that I know, mostly with this dick and his drugs, should I feel nervous about that or is it okay that I just keep on f****** laughing at it in public?” I would imagine that psychological evaluators get that question all the time.
tl:dr; If you continue with your gaslighting, our relationship will suffer. It's not funny, it's not cute, and it has absolutely no class.
Oh, I guess you have to do it though because otherwise bigger thuggier bullies come and beat you up? Wow that must suck. I wonder I was more than happy to sit around for 3 years watching everybody run around being stupid without begging to be invited to the festivities.
It's probably because if they were going to be festive, I would have been invited some 20 years earlier. Like seriously get over yourselves. All of us have better things to do.
For example: instead of being jealous that I am smoking crack, although I am in fact not, as I broke the tool shortly after I made this discovery, why don't you just go smoke it yourself? Is it against your rules? That's too bad how you don't have rules against harassing the s*** out of me, but you have rules to guess heavy a good time and hopefully killing yourself. Seems like these rules might be somewhat biased. Crack yourself because I'm not and I don't care what you do, I'm not going to bust you, what do you do? Bust each other? I don't really give a shit. But given that everyone's here has had approximately a bazillion years to do something besides mock me, insult me and tease me in public over s*** that they think that I care about, and they haven't, I find all this recent attention to be fairly ersatz to the extreme.
And you get a pension too, right? That's great. I know I feel inspired to clean up the big f****** mess your people made after they invaded my home five f****** times and left a huge bunch of s*** all over the place. Yeah I'm just filled with ambition to clean up after your f****** garbage.
I'm glad I made that confession. Now bring back a vehicle. Bring back some money because you've stolen from me. And one of these days I'll just sue you or somebody will sue you or I don't know you get hit by a f****** train, in any case you f****** stole from me and you're a f****** bunch of f****** thieves. It doesn't look good on you.
It looks stupid and petty and childish.
Adieu.
p.s.:. I wasn't even talking about Jews. I'd rather hang out with Jews than pate. (Company policy.)
