Friday, July 29, 2011

Harry's Right (not that Harry!)

Oh these accursed spies! "They" all know the scene, because you stole it. You read it. You were gonna murder me, and make it into a movie, right ? Wrong! As I say way too often, "That ain't gonna work."


Now, I've passed a "test" from what I believe the uncles called a "Wrecking Crew?" [my imaginary lawyer has just advised me not to give up too much about this mini-mob of two lassies and a few Escape From New York guy-extras. I think they were guys. I'm from Missourah]. Okay, what did it [again]?


a. I called the Department of Justice 866 number. It was some guy's voice mail. Didn't catch the name. A few days later, I called the SAME NUMBER, and it was the Disabilities Rights Division. This led to me, as we said in The Loo, "Gettin' all racial" about the current man in the Black House.
b. The Wrecking Crew showed. (Details in the movie about me they are already casting).
c. Some guy walked through the GOEBEL SENIOR ADULT (mafia) CENTER gesturing as if he were masturbating. I registered my shock and dismay with 5150-worthy Rick, and that was "it."


November, 2012, you will see lime green states, too.
All prominent political families sell illegal drugs, except me.
THEY ALL DO IT.
OUR MILITARY BRINGS THE SHIT IN.
Therefore, soldier & sailor boy be going to jail.
Dead Kennedy's?
John? Murder.
Robert? Murder.
Edward? Murder.
Brain cancer? Very rare, sir.
GET REAL!!!


NOT FUN FACTS
Billy & Caroline: Stillborn {read murdered} older sibling.
"They" tried to get our daddies.
"They" got hers, not mine.
Who are "they?"
Nazis, and this ain't no movie.
Only rocket scientists after the war? (WWII, son. Get a book and read it)
You don't know cia. You don't know shit.
National Socialists are into your genes.
National Socialists are into your food supply.
National Socialists are in your computer (regardless of ripoff "virus scans" & firewalls).
National Socialists are way, way into your entertainment industry.
National Socialists are into your banking.
National Socialists stole my hundreds of years ahead of Best Buy gear.
(No, I will not depart my for president rally by disappearing, as I am no "hot dog," but .mil teams of assassins call me that).
Oh, Mr. Kook, I'm a "communist?"
Read a whole non-fiction book? Probably not.
Ronald Reagan liked my favorite, rather obscure political philosopher? THAT WAS BECAUSE OF ME, ROBO-SPIES, AND YOU MAY HAVE TO POST BOND TODAY, IF YOU PULL THE USUAL GOEBEL CRAP.
Why am I seeing St. Louis cop faces around here?
As we said in North St. Loo as kids, "Figure it out."


Yes, it really is the Secret Service Girl update: Colors noted. Steady jog. Moderate speed. Did I mention you might go to jail today, son?

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