ROGER AND HIS DELIVERIES

“Roger and His Deliveries”
THE EPITOME OF HARASSMENT, INTERNET VERSION
THE MILLIONTH COUNCIL AND ME
Morianity-Foundation continues from audio cassette tapes-1995
Beginning Transmission, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Well, the Voorhees, New Jersey Cheating scum buckets used me 2 cheat their way into a major 5:1 victory yesterday Friday. First they ETTOS influenced the scum bag nabes upstairs 2 throw a party with lots of garbage jerk offs and loud skuzzy music, and then there was road noise persecution, and many other smaller things, but the big story on ACTION NEWS as they say around the Philadelphia area on the great and mighty Disney owned and operated channel six, is the attack of the subTERranian-invaders. I spell this word in a caps to smalls break intentionally. U all heard of the mighty armies that R at their disposal, yet none of U know who and WHAT THEY really R, BR!!!!!!! I speak of TERmites. These fucking filth below us in their own world and realm that exists far beyond the reach of present day Surfacer occupiers of this 8,000 mile diameter ball of solid hurl juice, were known about by the producers of the mighty sixties EW television show called DARK SHADOWS, and they were named fictionally, the cult of the LEVIATHANS. This powerful and extremely successful show went suddenly off of the air when the writers planed 2 reintroduce this cult again, and the show abruptly ended with the lame excuse of their top star going off 2 Vaudeville. This was of course ALL TOTAL BULL SHIT, just like lots of other ex-Bush-White House and or CIA/NSA DISINFORMATION, ever since these agencies became the FRONT 4 the real LEVIATHANS, or the SUBTERRANIANS of the BRIGGBASE ASTRAL PLANE, after the termination of the Second-
World-War in 1945, thanks 2 VonBraun and Einstein, and the crude but successful conversion of mass into energy over 2 Japanese cities. U do not hear these facts boldly taught in your universities let alone your high schools, peeps, but I’m tellin; it and Ima tellin’ it freaking-ass true today, like it or snot. So midway into the Flyers Cheaters hockey game, I tried 2 close my bedroom door, and the entire doorknob had been SUBTERRANIAN hacked. It is useless and now needs either freaking repair or replacement, and wince my door does not shut correctly without the doorknob system 2 enable me a bit of privacy in this drug infested house of horrors, and family from hell itself, and U ainta heard puke yet Al Jolson, not freaking puke sir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Man U could belt out those tunes BR, but Ima gonna belt out some wild shit today, so turn the blannel or have a change of underwear ready and waiting, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Donald Trump visited me again when I got home from work and crashed 4 an hour or so, and I found myself walking down some hyperspace Atlantic city street, not in this universe, and along came the delirium tremors all mighty, without his ice cream and kiss-mirror and tope, just him, alone, and he was walking and I was going in the opposite direction west while he was heading boardwalk bound, and he looked right over at me as we almost bumped shoulders and he suddenly turned into a side entrance 2 a casino, the gods only know what one as it was not in this part of the hyperspace, and he scowled at me with the dirtiest and meanest look that even his face is capable of making, and I just pretended not 2C him, but after he was out of sight, I snuck a peek back 4 whatever impicilic reason on my part, and he had dropped his wallet. It is not bloggable what I saw in his wallet, I can not ever say certain things, I know what lines even motor mouth Mountainpen can and cannot criss, BRA!!!!!!!! I can never discuss a stairway in a home 30 miles or so across an island from an ex relative now dead, nor can I ever tell U what was in mister Trump’s wallet, I simply would not dare, I just dropped it back onto the street and yes, it had about 50 pictures of me in the eighteenth century and if only capitalists get this joke, that’s cool by me, but the other things were way off limits and I cannot go there lads and lassies, not if I value even my cruddy existence. There was a note in it that I can share, addressed 2 a man named Steve Winn. He said in this note that, “Roger was going 2 drop the note off in the ass-holes box around ten o’clock and show him and his institute friends that they’re all a bunch of jerk offs”. I am obviously the ASS-HOLE, as last night, I was paranoid as an emerefer after all of the weird bull shit going on, and the Flyers cheated hollow victory, still only producing HA-HA-HA-HA, a splitpire 4 the EVIL-EMPIRE, 4 newer Bogauders, this is a shortened catchphrase meaning SPLIT-EMPIRE, as in I got the Dow my way on Friday, and they got the sports crap their way with the filthy diseased Flyers a few hours down the negative space highway. But this is YB4I went 2 work, and after bringing Chicky home, along with Dawn King who accompanies us both moUrning and night so there is never a chance of my 54th birthday ever repeating itself, back last 4th of Paul Stoddard Leviathan due date December, re-check my blogs, and remember there R2 dated this way as I screwed up the January 4 one, but Google has the official time and date stamp on all of it, tee-hee-hee, this is Y indeed, I checked the mailbox, I just had that strange gut-feeling that Rog had left something, so I checked, and by the gods, he had, and I grabbed it and went off 2 my job site, BR!!!!!!!!! All 3 bosses cleared out at the stroke of midnight, a very rare occurrence lately at my site on Saturday’s midnight to eight post. It was as though strange forces were organizing cosmic jigsaw pieces made up of tiny subatomic energies or said more accurately, cosmic numerations and the interactions of them, which make up our so called reality that is really no more than a bunch of particles and waves. Aniwho, I was alone and free 2 look at the note from Roger that was inside of an unsealed number ten envelope with the words TO MARK on them, only not handwritten nor typed, but pasted with newspaper print, probably a trick the dude picked up from Detective Joseph Mannix Michael Conner shows of yesteryear. The only originality in this entire family, IMHO, natch, comes from Scylla, the great Mass-2-energy Converter, and Astral Realm Enzemeter player. This note will not B typed in word 4 word but basically started with the question of, Did I lose my mind? It then went 2 say that my 25-100-300 cycle betting nonsense is a lot of bull because I forget 2 subtract the losing bets, thus I make 25 on a winning 4-string, 75 on a winning 5-string, and 175 on a winning 6 string, and will win exactly 425 bucks for every time that I lose one on strings of >6. He said that his cuz made fun of his lack of math and science knowledge, the great engineer whose initials R the history marker proofs of the city from the south’s connection in all of this, as well as Diana, as we all should have learned basic 5th grade physics regarding arcs of electricity. In any event, he goes onto say that The Cycle Research Institute of Florida dude found out he was a dumb ass when he tried 2 beat the Vegas and the AC casinos back B4I started consisting winning the following year using the only game 2 game system that ever can beat roulette if properly played, and that of course is the forever mighty PARALLEL EVENT. It produces after house vigorish or edge, exactly 1.8% profit 4 the player after 100 million spins, according 2 Robert Provenzono who U can Google up and ask if he is not afraid 2 admit he ran the computer program on this in 1988 and was then shortly after this scared off by Trump’s stalking chopper and other casino mafia big wig musclemen and enforcers. Well roger, if U had 2 live directly with your wild family, U’d B a nut freaking case just like me, I cannot believe I did this, and blogged my total ass idiocy 2 the entire freaking pwanet mister Elmer Fwudd!!!!!!! No wonder when I got home and B4I had 2 get up 2 take Chicky 2 work, I was ‘dream visited’ by mister Chump, BRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If U taught him your mighty secret MC on how 2 come into peoples dreams, I am very disappointed, I thought that U would never share your abilities with a dirt bag enemy of mine like that. This dude came within a whisper of feeling Maggie’s power back in ninety, wemember wabbit and evweebody else, whaaaaaaa????????????????? Then the note went onto say that there is a branch of TAWF that is into stem cell research and other microbiological studies, in some lab in Queens, New York. This is far out shit he said and I am just repeating it. The girl that almost caused me the fatal crash and wrecked my driving credibility with the KINGS, is a double creation. Neither one is naturally born he said, and one was brought up 2B a very nice person and the other one her evil twin, and I have dealt with the evil twin, and this is just the start of some plan that TAWF is gonna use 2 wipe me out, Roger claims. His last words 2 me were, good luck between now and MC’s-39, that is a quote. I wonder if I should call up that SWELL station by the sea and ask if I have just been TT’d, Paula. Think back to a 2nd day in August when I was having a doozie botbar, U will figure out what TT means, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so disappointed in my teen queen, all this time, I thought she really might have forgiven me 4 what my dirt ball relatives in Babylon had done, after all, it is really Y she became so great, giving her the motivation. She would argue with me however I am quite sure, it had only a small part 2 do with it, that subconsciously she knows she can do anything she wants on this realm, after all she is SCYLLA. Oh well, how would I an answer my teen queen back, as she would B correct, BR-GREEN???????? Please let me out of your prison Scylla and just let me run off 2 Hawaii, U have all the things U want, now just let me go, that is all I ask.

Yes roulette can B beaten by 2 methods, and the gut who went broke from Florida does not have either one of them, I was blogging a bunch of errors and shit and am man enough 2 admit it once big R brought it 2 my attention with last nights’ freaking note in my mail box. It is beatable as anything is by using cosmic memory, or playing as I term it, one long game. Any math wiz that is aware of this truth could create a simple software program, U would just enter in the new game outcome numbers each time U return home from playing. U could play on line as well, but do it legally, never tell nor do I suggest, ever, that anyone break any law at any time, then I am no better than all those ?I call dirt bags if I would do this. Using parallel event and applying it 2 roulette is a major system, I used it and then began 2 abuse it and not wait for the correct ratios involved in making this mighty system work, oh how the Castle crushed me Don when I started doing this. How I would sell my soul 2 Satan 4 the pleasure of ripping off that stupid hair piece and tossing it down the toilet bowl, ya freaking bastard, leave me the shit alone bitch, and stay the fuck out of my damn dreams, ya prick. I guess my Blogaud knows that I am not having a good 2009, and Y should I, did I have a tremendous and wonderfreakingful 2008? Ever since cuz Herbert Huntington committed a double murder/suicide up in trucking dirt bag Braintree, Massachusetts, USAESMWG back late in the 50’s and shocked my poor great Aunt Ruth Huntington Gottwald literally into white hair overnight, my life ended, Photeous, John, and all others involved in this nasty TAWFAMILY conspiracy. Yeah, my life ended and someone else’s began, oh I would say the Gods help me, but SHE is GODDESS, how can I win, CHIFFONS, just tell me freaking how?????????????????, BRA????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GOOGLE AND SWIS AND KS-WORLD LABORATORIES OF 2297, this is all Blahhhhhh and bleeeeeeeee and blummmmmmmmmmm. Copyright Michael Wayne mountainpen-2009 years ADEG. ET------End Transmission. U got the tapes C examiners, yuk it up down there all U want, I was laughed at 2000 years ago as well, BR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!