Errata corrige, and more:

The aka Frank LaForge health insurance scam left on my mother's dining room table was not Health First, but Emblemhealth;

GONE, FROM MY FILES:

Marta Tapiero magic number two bank statements, June and July;

Tina from America Oggi-La Repubblica wants to outsource me through De Benedetti in the Auschwitz way, which explains ElleKappa trying desperately to make me a mangiacacca FOR YEARS, because I'm Italian, and she hasfriends, andshe'll take and she doesn't care, ha ha ha ha and ha;

Black gunk and white under my flowerpot accumulated in a semicircle, with slews of tiny buds flung hither and dither. A orange red coloring, which Khryssie Tapiero, thinking obsessing with me constantly will fill me with fear and turn me into a slave;

June Rossi announces through the amplification that because she wants my house, and my dresser drawer, I'm a "pickaninny, for me and the entire Italian community because you're dark, or black descent". I lived my early years and adolescence in Italia, and the only comment I received on my looks as a child were what a nice child! What a cute child! , so THINK where this obsession with Clairol comes from;

I went downstairs to eat, and the Tapiero Gonzales Queens College, Carol Imandt, Faustino Quintanilla from Queensborough Community College thought they'd collect the KKK's due and switch my toothbrush with a slit model. Rite Aid organized a relative of Imandt as a manager and a picaninny of Condalisa Rice's as a cashieer, this about 10:30PM. As Staples through their Madowski contact organized the Tapiero cop calling boyfriend team as Raj and Ray, at Rite Aid on 193 and Northern Boulevard the team switched a Reach I had bought with a laminate acetate covering instead of the rubber grip and the bristles aimed up (shit eating, or human poultice consumption from the lower colon) and a hole in the other. It was a pickaninny special duo model. I was to accept, take it not return it, and become that. I'm light years away from that dimension of hell, so it still amazes me, that even after this blog, and establishing that I'm not for twenty eyars and counting complete strangers like Margaret Atwood still laugh at me saying I don't know how to spell, as if I had contacted them. It's not as if I have kept the forgeries, the altered photographs and more a secret. For Whoopie Goldberg who is a KKK Fisher face if you think of it, with indebtedness to Austro Hungaric idiots, and who tried to run me over, I'm a white supremacist. Whoopie Goldberg. They figure they can say you obsess with screen stars and aim for you through celluloid. June Rossi has a hacker who flashes infomercials and thinks she can make me a slave buy suggesting copy. I have said, for years I have nothing to do with these people, denounced them repeatedly, and they still haven't moved on. Brooks, who I don't know, or have ever contacted, is obsessed with me,and, as a New York Times reporter, thinks that newspapers give him the right to claim errata corrige as a locus dei, too precious as pralines for the poor, like me. Have you ever seen Elizabeth of England write a column (let alone she can't)? hearing comments like that makes me want to access his newsroom and slug him one in the face. I mean the dumb ass goes ballistic about me on PBS, and I don't even know him. He knows my race (dumb stare with a smile up above sideways) so I'm stupid (another dumb stare up above sideways with a smile invoking celestail beings to have him eat sub basement goods).And that, supposedly, is Republican?

SO: I go back to the Drug Store slightly before midnight and another dumb ass team is there, Mary and Maria gone. They actually tell me andcall each other Mary and Maria after less than the 48 hours Staples treat of Raj and Ray asking me if I was ready to go to my death in an ambulance for Marta Tapiero's claim on what she arranged on July 28 for all sacrificial victims for the Queen of England and her nazi friends as the opening of a piss in the pool broken-back eroticized picaninny gymnast team who boasted about it and sang God same Bammy and The Puke Spangled Bender in hatred of us.

An idiot in Anastasio and Ingrid Tapiero I'm take you on a trip to Mexico with a ped pseudo Aztec in yellow and black seemingly African, tells me to behave, then after several explanations, including hey buddy the toothbrush is duped all your fucking mouthwash, every single brand, Scope, Rite Aid, Listerine, has benzoic acid in it, which is derived from a nerve deadener, he finally processes the return. I ask Prince Charles behind the counter to notify that as soon as I look at a toothbrush a Gonzales Queens College fuck switches it to something with a bad plastic cut (Colgate), or with round grooves, dust, an side cuts in the bristles for a better accumulation of gunk in Rite Aid models. The team was supported by 90 Maiden Lane African fuck who covered his security badge, and surveilled me, not them looking at toothbrushes as short accumulations of sexy body fat Hispanic mamitas, one indebted to Mott, on a break from the local GyroWorld without a uniform on at midnight,AT MIDNIGHT. So I look at the toothbushes they look. I look at the Colgate, I switch, they inform me that the Tapiero bet on Oral B, I don't even look at the brand, which is in good shape, then they switch (ominous burp from Odin) to mouthwash in a circumspect way, then, for no other reason than it was in the same aisle, and they couldn't get enough of me, They Came For Bulimia analyzing a brownie's mix.


I was told not to open packaging.