Sunday, October 20, 2013

The Drug Connection, Column

10.20.13 @  8.13PM

Marilla Palmer, who, along with a Bruce Springsteen special active also at today's Wait Wait, Don't Tell Me at 196-28 45th Avenue, who states: "that's what we'll do if you don't take that off and listen to us uncessantly(sic) until you go crazy" have been working on a 8mm hole between my cuticle and nail connection, also for people like Meryl Streep and, on the night of the 18th, stabbed the toe so I awoke to it bleeding. The idea is to suppurate it to sell it to nazifascist and neo confederate klan cannibals,me being their lower race choice of the day;

Today they limited themselves to harassing me for Tosh @ Comedy Central by having him limit my texting to "240.0" minutes when I should have unlimited, this through Sprint,Virgin wireless and Assurance which at cogent moments, for them, send me voicemails or brothel calls to answer, because, for them I'm a "nigger". Their connection is a would be Corean but Japanese house two lower than mine that they bought in 2010 for a ped outfit that can't shut the fuck up and is obsessed with everything I do, finding it necessary to comment insultingly for the Queen of England's measure. Also they drove by, a Latin possee, to see exactly what I was doing outdoors and if they could have me careened to a psych hospital through their contact at the 111, Queens, Famiglietti.

For about a week, I've had every single password changed as soon as I sign off ,and my text shows a loan acceptance for $1,000.00 in my name from citibank, also a Queen of England crossover hit, which I never applied for, through a 3hr capital c for cash capital L for loans dot com and a declared payment to Boba Hut, for $2.16, where I've never gone, in remembrance of slavery days of yore.

@8:15PM Meryl Streep contacted Marilla Palmer for a password fix, and mine, at blogger, was smuggled out for hers to block my access, to my own blog, to show me that the force is with them.

The password capers have added another to their list: Katrina van der Heuvel who thinks"meat sauce" means never having to say journalist, and that living in the 'suburbs' implies slobbitude, and she laughs at  intern's youth and inexperience since she's certain that books detaining what needs to be done by her will lead them to conflict's latest ditch with a tee hee hee who did they think they were anyway!



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