SAFE JOURNAL OF KING NEBNOOSHOO THE PICKED-ON, CHAPTER NUMBER 0292

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10:56 AM-EST ON DECEMBER DEVIL NUMBER 23RD, 2K11

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I am under a powerful THANKX2GIVENS mother fucking death siege folks. I awoke sick as hell with a monster sore throat, monster stomach cramps, totally nasally fucked up and stuffed, sneezing, feeling mother fucking rotten as piss, and what started yesterday after arriving home around half past four in the afternoon, worsened as the night came, and then today is a nightfuckingmare. I took Bufferin, and am living on throat lozenges, I am also taking double STREE TABS as I do on all super fucking stress and death BOTBAR sieges. At 10:54, six minutes ago, a FIRE ALARM STRUCK. It is one persecution hell after another, making my mother fucking Christmas H—E—L–L–I–D–A–Y, HOLIDAY PUKEDAY, as always, MISERABLE AND DESTROYED, IT IS THE SAME FUCKING THING EVERY MOTHER FUCKING YEAR, AGENT CONDOR AND AGENT FALCON, JUST AS YOU TOLD ME IT WOULD BE IN 1988, ON YOUR GREAT TELEVISION SHOW ON WPIX- NYNY, CALLED, “UFO-THE COVER UP”. I’D STILL FUCKING HAVE IT IN MY TAPE LIBRARY, BUT YOU KNOW; THE KENNEDY FUCKING FAMILY STRUCK IN 2008, AND IT HAS BEEN BYE-BYE TO MY PROPERTY, AND LIFE EVER SINCE, OR WHAT WAS FUCKING TID-BIT REMAINING OF MY LIFE, ALL READY TOTALLY GUTTED FROM DECADES OF UNFATHOMABLE SHIT AND ASSAULT UPON ME, COVERTLY AND ILLEGALLY, AND ABSOLUTELY FUCKING RELENTLESSLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I learned that somebody on the fucking first floor started an apartment fire last time, when all hell on Earth broke loose here, it is all on previous blog text. Again, I hear the fire engines coming. I am expect5ing anything, this is a monster fucking death siege, I have not experienced one like this ever, or at least since the era in time of 1987-1993 when things were at the fucking height of this fucking WOMO HELL. As I now type-speak, the Fire Department is here and has disarmed this fucking thing, it is now five past eleven, as per my computer here on the east coast of cunt lapping wonderful; and very free, tee-hee America, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There is a private CESSNA aircraft around now at5 seven minutes past.

 

MAGNESONIC, IF YOU DO NOT COUNTERSTRIKE THIS EVIL EMPIRE, ALL LIFE ON PLANET EARTH WILL BE COMPLETELY OBLITERATED WITH A METEOR STRIKE PROGRAMED FOR FULL PLANETARY FUCKING DEVISTATION-IMPACT, SO YOU HAD BETTER KICK THE CHRIST IN, YOU LAZY ASS MOTHER FUCKER.

 

Jane Dirtballwhore Fonda just struck me with her famous monster fucking ones-attack, permit me please Uncle Snoots, to cunt-pen-rape/compensate know. Thank you so dam much, YO!!!!555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555. On top of this, the death fucking android (ANGEL)b known as Morty Mortino, has been assaulting me and buzzing on my right fucking side for several days now, and just now at twelve fucki9ng past eleven, another right side attack just struck. What is fucking next Electrolux, Electroluv, and gorgeous Lizzy Montgomery???????????????????????????????????????????????????? The possibilities are after-all, quite totally without mother fucking limit, peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Where are you when I mother fucking need you, Agnes Whorehead? Tinkle-tinkle-tink, YO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, the fire trucks left, the alarm is off, and I feel physically better from all the over the counter meds in my poor pathetic abused and fucked up puny flabby assaulted body. Let me go pick up my computer guru, and fight this fucking EVIL ASS EMPIRE the best that I can.

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMagnesoniCCCCCCCCC, you better do what you need to, as Lenny is busy doing his thing at 1PP, and I need no Blackberry phones to keep up with that, or pig snorting Samantha ones either. Hell, between fucking blueberry capitols, blackberry phones, and my daughters’ favorite berry juice from Chatsworth, New Jersey, life may well just be a bowl of cherries, but not for me, Davy Jones, you old ape you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Watch out for those flip side Marsha kisses, you and me both came real close to Rikers Island, only you at least would not have committed incest, sheeeeeeeeeeit.

 

THIS NIGHTFUCKINGMARE BLOG ENDS FOR RIGHT NOW, BUT FOLKS, BRACE UP FOR WAY MORE POWERFUL SHIT TO COME, YO!!

2 Responses to “SAFE JOURNAL OF KING NEBNOOSHOO THE PICKED-ON, CHAPTER NUMBER 0292”

  1. mountainpen Says:

    Mountainpen from 2014 up here in da’ futch, yo. You were 100% on the $$$$$$$$. Things got far far frikkin’ worse, you did not learn you are forbidden to play with music as a hobby. I did learn that when I bought a million dollars of palladium in the early fall of 1979 and it went lock limit up for 3 days, that I started the fucking 1979 gold rush. It is complicated, and will not be discussed until 2014 comes in for a while. Back in those days the margins were super low on metal commodity contracts, 800 bucks could control one mega bucks of metal. No one was trading, all peeps in the market were just sitting there and waiting, for what I do not know, or did not. They were waiting for me to make that break-the-ice buy, a tiny blip on the market radar, but it seemed to frikkin catapult the entire gold rush as a result. CHEMTRAILS did a lot more damage than anyone had a clue about, well, I figured it out by early on-nine between the medical office ‘dream’ and the pathetic shit that followed. How I hate those fucking ass Kennedy’s.

  2. mountainpen Says:

    KENNEDY, KENNEDY, KENNEDY, KENNEDY, COOL TV AD SPOT. BEATS THE HELL OUT OF 50 YEARS LATER WITH STUPID ASS FUCKING GEIKO LIZARDS!!!!!!!!

    DA’MOUNTAINPEN, WEEEEEEEEEEEE.

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