Are U Watching, Detective Allen's?

RU Watching Detective Allens?
Blog/book/TEOHIV/TIMCAM
Date and time file [datfile] 060608.890
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Every single Friday night, the first title that I originally choose 4 my document/blog, is hacked, the Gates Club of interprograms refused again, for 3 straight Friday night’s in a row, to permit me to title my blog what I wanted. 3 STRAIGHT BACK TO BACK THANK SATAN IT IS FRIDAY HAIR DONNA NIGHTS NOW this has been going on, FBI and NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE, where R the authorities that R sworn 2 protect the innocents from this evil dirty club of super scum bags?

UNCONSCIOUS MIND AND COLLECTIVE OF THE HUMAN RACE, I AM ON THIS SYSTEM AND MATRIX AND R ABLE 2 ACCESS YOUR UNCONSCIOUS REALITY, I NOW REQUEST VERY NICELY THAT U ELEVATE YOUR AWARENESS OF WHAT U ALL KNOW AND ALSO KNOW ABOUT ME, BY 3 DEGREES MEASUREMENT TOWARDS FULL AWARENESS ON A WAKING AND AWARE [CONSCIOUS] LEVEL.

The siege was bad today, the fucking scum bag jerk off MICK-MO club was all over me even prior 2 my getting the fuck up and out of fucking bed. U know, a 17 year old boy on Star Trek’s original show, really said it best, but permit me 2 echo his sentiments here and now, “YOU’LL B SORRY U DID THAT”. CHEM TRAILS AND PLANES AND LOUD SCUMMY GUNNING MOTOR SICKIES, BODY ATTACKS, GIANT SLUTS, ROAD JERK OFFS, THE LIST IS AS LONG AS A GREEDY CHILD’S LETTER TO SAINT NICHOLAS WOULD B.

Crack head Whitney sang the Star Spangled Banner theme at a Super Bowl game about a dozen years back while she was still somewhat in her prime and I have the videotape of it. Your cat in a duet with your 3 year old in the shower together would sound better, don’t believe me, fine, OK King, but go ahead and ask her if I am making this up. Her dirt ball hubby worthless bar fighting friend of fatso Charles Barclay, ripped off a song I did in 1977 about my hellish job working in a print shop that wrecked my health and caused me to suffer a heart attack. And these dirty pukes think that this is funny, and then profit on my pain on top of it? Well I do not think so, I will put your lovely version of the SSB mizz crack-high, on U tube 4 the world real soon. Better tell your buddies, Braxton bitch-HO 2, to get off my back, ya’ scum.

Oh, like I am out of secrets, gimme a break, the day I am out of secrets will B after U all have buried all of your children from old age. Next week, it looks like it is time to strike at full mode, and joining U-Tube, as the stuff I can show the world will stop all this celebrity worshipping real quick. They all R human beings just like U and me, they get up with rotten breath and snot in their teeth running 4 the bathroom just like all the rest of us. They belch loudly at the dinner table and fart while alone in a private room until they could literally reinvent the Second World War and its German Gas attacks. I could go on. Don’t fucking mess with me man, I mean it, BRO!!!!!!