𐌕𐋅𐌀𐌍𐌊 𐌙Ꝋ𐌵, 𐌁𐌵𐌕
My Response 👇🏼
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FYI, both the Marantz PDM-222, and the Sony Walkman have speed dials that allow me to pitch the audio down.
This fucking gΩμ.
There's a
_dybbuk._ A real G•nastμ one, too.
It would appear that it seeks to become a Master of The Universe, or some such hot garbage. (I don't interpret ghost whispers very well, but she's quite loud.) I didn't use a Ouija board. I did not host a séancè. I do not attend Satanic blood orgies.
I am simply not invited to those kind of parties. And rather than be so foolish as to walk into such abominable celebrations, I am simply... just taking time, to be by myself.
This is apparently unacceptable to the
_dybbuk._ (That's too bad.) I don't think these kind of entities are accustomed to being thwarted from their desired aims.
Similarly, I am not accustomed to being targetted by a dead person whose spirit has been weaponized by thuggμ-oinkμ pimpmongering dopelords. Once again: not an event coordinator I am typically — or, indeed ever — invited by.
My intuition is that someone is being used to bait me into falling for this kind of horror/freak show. But I'm fifty-three (53) years old. I am not inclined to allow myself to be played like a fresh-faced country rube fresh off the bus, looking for a good time in The Big City.
I am a good time
all by myself
in any size city. (Not so sure about Guam.)
Tensions have been ramping up for the last few months. For them. In my case, I've been under pressure since Christmas 2021. That's when I found out that a coven of unfathomably brilliant slutweasel whack-jobs had been eyeing me for abduction and harvest. Like I'm Hansel and Gretel was turned vampyr, and I'm supposed to... Idk. Fall for the most obvious bait ever?? I really have no idea.
Drug- and sex-addicts who “dabble” in the kind of necromancy that includes the accidental or even intentional creation of a
_dybbuk_ are not my cup of tea. The wages of sin are Death; and while I like a good time as much as the next dopenerd, never have I ever thought about being tempted to be as far off the res as *some people* have clearly gone.
As God as my witness, I truly believed that Gozer The Gozerian was unlikely to drop to īTZ knees and beg to fellate me to peak apex ejaculatory bliss. That this is the lengths that are being considered is lunacy to me.
No flowers? No chocolates? What am I, a paladin whore? Nope. I'm not. (
RETURN TO CINDER.) Obviously, I am flattered.
However I am simply not interested in breaking either the law, or my Covenant with anyone. Sow: I ain't. (Standards.)
Having said that; nice sloppy second job, F.B.I. What am I supposed to do? Douse myself in kerosene-based lube and fap myself into an ersatz effigy of a flaming Bhudda? (Hackneyed.) Hey, here's an idea...
How about all of all y'all, stop trying to frame me for things I am simply not interested in doing? Like,
• dying.
• killing.
• treason.
• thieving.
• fornication.
• spending my money.
• feeling any guilt whatsoever spending yours.
I'm not sure where that leaves anyone, but this
_dybbuk_ thingμ seems pretty insistent. Maybe you could run a sting up on it?
Surely the Knights of Columbus are good at something useful, without uselessly ending up getting all sticky. (Thoughts and prayers.)
I'm not going to see what I can do.
YOU are going to see if YOU can have a goddam conversation, ok? Ok? OKAY? Land sakes! I swear Goshen!
Never underestimate the lengths someone will go to in order to avoid contracting an incurable sexually transmitted disease. Now then, I didn't have it, I still don't have it, and my Actual_Friend doesn't have it.
I am told. Now that's on record. What are you gonna do? Turn her out to pasture? Scrap out her organs for cash? Blame me for a midget murder while keeping my money when I'm not even getting to cuddle? /SMDH
(PROT-EJ33): you think you have problems? HA! (I have a
_dybbuk_ plaything, which is no problem for me.) Relax; I can handle my own end. Your end is not my concern.
Signed,
№†_Tī-īTī>Keymaster
p.s.·. You can still be The_Gatekeeper, if you're into that kind of thing. On your own stone head be ¡†.
p.p.s.·.
WARCRIME. This is why we can't have nice things.
p.p.p.s.·. Also I think I have a subpoena. (Facts.) I wonder if I'm supposed to be deposed before, after, or during the pillow talk? Sure, why not all three? (Standards.)
p.p.p.p.s.·. JURISDICTION: it is no small thing. Like my (blank).
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to engage in authentic spiritual practice w/entheogenic compounds. If you don't excuse me, I will do exactly the same.
Anything less would be downright un-American. Wish me luck having fun storming the ⁴4D¡me shunal 🔴>K©∆§TLÊ!🟢
NO DEALS.
5:5
№T_Q..7∞⁷
•.&AND.A.PINCH.TO.GROW.AN.INCH.•
Let's change cameras.ī₹: It must be nice not having to work for a living, since you have time to never bother to do anything
Prophet: A Bull unless it serves
your purposes. (My purpose in hauling all my possessions to your former fun house was not to sacrifice them to The Dark Lord; but it certainly has been slimming.) And it's perfectly fine for you to say a bunch of whack-job shit and act like a crazy person, but when I do it that's the end of the sane world, really? I'm a spammer with HIV+, no apologies there, or maybe your hands are tied. I am denied access to hygienic facilities and medicine and technological improvements that you don't wish for me to even know the existence of, that's totally not anti-competitive in the media marketplace, and your little helper gets to make audio recordings of urine going into a toilet bowl, up and down the dial, and someone getting blown and someone else giggling about it, and yeah: no plans to file lawsuits. That's where I am meant to be, and after starting a conflagration and a shitshow with BOTH! HANDS! all of all y'all have got... not much to say, eh? Hang on.
* Jackstar has Special Qj_ergical Permissions, and that is no small exculpatory fact.
It's a big one. Can we measure that instead of playing cryptotummystyx? Surely someone's gonna have people for that, someday. Meanwhile:
RUN FLY. On the winds reen; agaric; for a paladin gûy. I am that pretty, which hardly seems fair.
That don't matter. IT IS THE LAW.
Çïå∅ Adieu.
