MURDERED ON MY BIRTHDAY

“MURDERED ON MY BIRTHDAY”
T/T/W/M/ETC. 8:49 pm on December 4, oh-8,
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Well I have covered myself so that if Otamm’s plan is realized and I am murdered by the amazon, she will B brought 2 justice. She is a monster, and I have never met anyone in my entire life like her, not even Satan the devil, I honestly think I know who the Christian’s Antichrist is, and naturally, it is going 2B right in my immediate proximity, as all negatives always R. I have a dying utter4ance/declaration on Karen Simon’s voicemail at Grassi Reality, and this note now is 2 John Judy at the Atlantic county Prosecutor’s office. All I have ever done 4 this person is given my time, my money, did non stop favors, become her slave and constant chauffer. She is stone drunk and in violation of her parole and in Atlantic city as I speak, she just called and screamed at Ann silva, I am scared 2 death 4 my life and will make a run 4 it with my passport tonight ore tomorrow if I do not get help from the prosecutor, this is underserved torment and torture, what crime have I ever fucking committed against the laws of this land and county, just tell me and then prosecute me. Let me walk U through the events of my nightmare 54th birthday, isn’t Sarah-Stacey Jehovah a real slut 4 allowing my life 2B endless hell when all I ever wanted was 2 love the bitch? It began with her coming into my room and kissing my right cheek, and giving me a nice birthday card. Except 4 the card, this reminds me a lot of Jesus and Judas, wow, some CarMichael Coincidence is it not, that this Chalice movie Briggers newest production is all over the television being advertised? If UR reading this Patty, I would call Ann, she also is up in the clouds, but can still talk. I am here with Champ, and have no intentions of picking up Chicky tonight at work, after all this threatening and bullying. Also and in addition, it was my taking Chicky 2 work this morning that began this fucking major ass nightmare. He is a grown man, and has muscles out the yin yang. I am not in a position 2 argue and refuse him when he asks me 2 take him first 2 the liquoir store down from his job, and he grabs a fucking bottle. I am doing nothing wrong, I am being pult ion the fucking middle of this hell between these 2 crazies and dangerous jailbird violent scum, bag people. My mom came 2 me in a dream warning and I know it is on my prior blogs somewhere 4 the authorities 2 examine. She said that Dawn will kill me if I do not finds a way 2 escape her. I have begged my Atlanticare people 4 help, and if I am injured and survive, my law suit if I have 2 sue without the help of a fucking attorney, will B huge against both the Atlanticare as well as the Kessler Hospital system in Hammonton. I attempted 2 escape from here B4 and was ignored and refused help in getting away from these fucking diseased monsters. I get seriously injured and live, I will B a multifucking millionaire, bank on that one Sam TD Commerce trillion counter watcher!!!!!!!!! I am not a forgiving person, and this will B a huge suit, and I will also sue the Atlantic County Prosecutor’s office as well. So no sooner am I given this kiss on my right cheek and the nice card, when she storms back in and asks me if I took Chicky 2 the liquor store, and I said that I did, he is a grown man and can force me 2 take him anyplace he wants if it is just him and me in the car. I have been forced 2 take him back and forth every day 2 and from work, and the thanks I get 4 this is 2B placed in the middle of their twisted marriage squabbles, and threatened and screamed at all day long, all of this is MY FAULT. Now after demanding I take her 2 Atlantic city 2 Cuba’s house, a friend of hers, where from here she gets bombed out of her skull and calls up mom and basically now is going 2 kick us all out of the house. Well guess what, Dawn my friend, U do not have 2 twist my flabby old arms, I want 2 get the fuck away from U and your temper and your threats and intimidations, and your constant demands 4 my car, not even paying my gasoline money any longer, when she knows I am on a fixed fucking income and all I have is my disability SSD and my crummy 24 hour minimum wage job at another shithole hell. My life was bad B4 or so I thought back in the trailer, now I would commit mass homicide 2 just get back in time a few years and never have started this demonic waste of time blogging project. It is obvious 2 a fucking lamebrain retard that no one will ever life a fucking finger 2 help me out of HELL’S NIGHTMARE, I am just pissing against Hurricane Katrina.

I know that PAULA KING IS BEHIND THIS 4 MY MAKING THIS HUGE STINK about her and her crud bag family. Dawn King is a 2nd cousin twice removed, and they all R related 2 many horrific enemies. A child can C that if I do not escape this fast, I am done. Future generations, I hope U have better fucking luck than me when U cry out 4 help 2 the authorities when UR in serious and dire troubles.

The WOMO dirt bag motherfucking jerk off bastards made 2 birthdays particularly bad 4 reasons I will only understand better after numerous Gawnum studies, that is should I live and survive long enough 2 run them. If I am injured ands survive, and remember cock suckers, I seem 2 survive Lotsanlotsa fucking shit that U’ve all been throwing at me 4 a quarter of a century. I knew when I was in a casino in my interactions last night, and losing my shirt, and playing with crazy tubular chips as opposed 2 the normal waking world round gaming chips, and the number 26 kept coming out, this day would most likely B a calamity, but never did I think it could get this bad. All day huge major Chemtrails and aerial siege, this was so fucklng horrific and monstrous and totally unconscionable, that only SATAN HERSELF, PAULA KING, SCYLLA’S MOM, could pull this nightmare off, no human or agency of grouping of humans all combined, could manage 2 pull this off, this takes major energy and major supernatural fucking power. Anyway all my birthdays they make fucking hell, every fucking one of them, but my 37th stayed with me as one of the worst, that is until it was topped and towered over by my fucking 54th. Mom was right all along and she made this statement over and over again in the final decade of her life, “It seems that life keeps getting tougher as we get older, and it should B just the opposite, it isn’t fair” No mom, it sure fucking is not fair. Ann and I dropped Dawn off at Cuba’s house and then drove down the road 2 Resorts Casino in Atlantic City. All the numbers came out at the roulette table that I knew would, the 3, the 9, the 16, the 23, the 27, numbers that never miss during the top ten of the year Most horrible monstrous fucking days of beyond hell fire, but in the interaction last night, 26 was all over the place, but it did not show up once. What did show up was a giant black girl. Ann was playing the slots and lost, what else is new, U do not win when your fucking day is a out of the nightmare zone of Rod Serling. Common sense that abny pro-gambler knows, if your day sucks, so will your lick, in all odds, U play when life is good, not suck off fucklng nasty ass super bad, 4 flicking crissake!!!!!!!!!!! Kiss my fucking ass Paula King, I will CU roty 4 all fucking eternity in hot hell fire and brimstone 4 this vicious 13,000 year attack on me, ya bitch-witch, go eat some Manwich and B a man, ya evil fucking HO!!!!!!!! Y hide in a closet when U can kick my puny flabby old ass with one fucking fingernail, ya evil slutty bitchin cunt??????

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