Saturday, August 25, 2012

ALSO: my mother is "paying" someone to surveil this blog, to emphasize her families names, if I write something about them. They need to sustain Mussolini and me a Confederate tradeoff for the family, if not she'll get the Tapiero to act as if they're not in arrangement with her and them, and have me put away in some loony bin for two years, sent to Oklahoma somewhere through the divine graces of New York Presbyterian and Long Island Jewish, and of course, the 111 Precinct. Tut, tut. Sounds like we need to build a new Guantanamo.Latest threat today. My inheritance is the cop's, who actually shouts "and don't you forget it" thinking I'm not reporting this. I really don't have the time. While I'm everybody's favorite opiate and excuse to justify pissing on oneself and sucking it, while raping me as a cringing little child as sex I've: read the newspapers; worked on all my email; minded my own business; taken it easy. Cheers.

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