Bruce Fenton, I saw your latest video and I'm a big fan of yours (you know...) and I'm stunned at how powerful your speech was! www.jeffreymarquis.com PLEASE SEND 2 BUMPER STICKERS!

Lavish Lava lab-made coffee on a carefree fully incapabaseable meandering across the Highlights of sweaty Summer nights, and playing to pray all day I’ve gotta say, Rev. Anne Skinner I’ll call you soon I’m picking up a Solo Cup to heavily headlong head-song Miley swinging her hips, Her red lips tick tock my forlogged frog of an Toad licking transition to the baristichov’s at the knocked-on door of the Principal Pellgrini to clean up my cans, scattered all around her bedroom, smoke Flume, you puny Flamer while lightly touching upon this low libido loins my groin, green-light moaning with the mowers mowing and slinky trinkets junk-in the-trunk… and that is so UPPER-BUNK, the girl and her hunk, her man, astand sitting sifting sand, all across the Land — readers, take my hand:  read me up and add me on my www.jeffreymarquis.com of many years, when..., picking the brightest cherry-pink slinky dink minnow in the sink while you’re listening to an “Ambient” mix of a techno song to buzz the brain, that precious, precious brain of having one time had “Lion’s Mane” that I promised my #1 choice of clicking the lights on to top the ceiling and pulling up in a ’57 Chevvy Cadillac bought with a CC# at the local automotive-dispensary that I don’t have beer or wine or alcohol at any time of day, when I say to myself, at night-  I brag about being in buoyant shapes of circles-  the bubbles at the YouTub-e comfortable with my calling them to change the names of a few titles, very important to see with a gallon a gal and her Skinny jeans, her arms carrying Skim milk, with a swim sitting thing thingy Jimmy Rest In Peace my old friend!

Saggy Sie said on HIP-Hop Nation, my HIP bone shattered into 7 pieces , "Just Chillen" I started with that and I now have this blog and my www.alwayschillen.com, from years ago, so long ago 2006/2007

Once again, David Perron is the worst person I've ever known, from my Mom's family of bad ALCOHOLICS! HIS HEROIN AND WITH TWO GIRLS HAVING HIS BABIES! HE GOT WELFARE! AND HIS FAMILY KNEW OF HIS ADDICTION TO FENTANYL! I should also add that his sister's husband is getting a SEX CHANGE to keep his marriage to his lesbian wife, with a child already, and then she turns into a lesbian!

I've never injected a drug except for plain Insulin for sale at any pharmacy, after working out at the gym in 2006 which I didn't do ever again!

Lynched with a thick rope

For injecting heroin, etc.

Homies call it “DOPE”

To drugs, I say NOPE!

To portray a high,

I am “nigh” of THC!

No longer drinking alcohol from 2016 on, but for 1 beer on Christmas and 1 Beer on Brother Justin’s birthday

A funny “fuzzy” fuss, like my friend, a Jehovah’s Witness, he had cops involved him, puking alcohol on a bus!

No criminal complaints were drawn for Peter, a nondrinker nonsmoker, a hopefully not drinking, Him a Pawn

I haven’t seen Peter in so long, of days long ago, driving him to my 1 and only favorite Restaurant, The Sole

Have you seen the x-ray of my rods and pins, left hip repair?

My name spelled “Jeffry” that’s false, with my evil enemies at fault, and the Staff here at “Averte” I have CAUGHT,

The staff and residents waiting on the steps outside my porch, and the CORRUPT EMPLOYEES, badly TORCHED!

Not planning anything for anyone here, for they are near, just downstairs, filled the air an A/C with a frigid atmosphere

And don’t forget I wrote long paragraphs about how I’M BEING SET-UP! To the man named “Arsones” on LinkedIn years ago, when I knew I had enemies who "THEY" have and continue to influence my parents with GRAVE THREATS,

My parents were FURIOUS because they’ve occasionally mentioned me being CONVICTED OF “ARSON” THAT WAS THEIR PLAN, BUT I PLANTED MY FIRM STEP, posting on "Arsones" his profile, I was being "SET-UP" and I AM BEING "SET-UP" AS THEY LIED TO ME ABOUT MY PILLS TONIGHT, TAKING AWAY MY "ZOLOFT" which is always providing a beneficial lift to my mood here at "Averte" in Bradford, Vermont, where THE STAFF LIES TO ME and the lowly, fat, suicidal-attempts in their horrid pasts, the bastards, as I REALLY HOPE NO GIRLS HAD BABIES AND/OR ABORTIONS ***WITH MY STOLEN SPERM!**** that I haven't paid a penny in "Child Support" for these mysterious possibly-my-offspring, hidden from me, like my million+ dollars in TD Bank !!!

I’m nonviolent.

I don’t have a temper.

I relax in my apartment.

CNN or Fox News on.

I’ve been here for 3 years

SO LONG MY TIME

For $20,000 per month...

By my super wealthy parents

I thank them and Aunt Donna

Donna Donohue from MA

My Dad’s dear Sister

My John Deere stocks me profiting!

My Aunt Donna is looking into it

Bitcoins! MY BITCOINS! MANY

With many “Wallets” out of sight

Keeping them until 2023 or longer

Bitchain: “Miley Cyrus '23'” a song

The days are very short instead of long

Seeming that way, to me, without dismay

I hope to pass with NoKo or Russia

Hyper-Sonic

Sonic is Hyper!

I'm so happy that Facebook had a Search Annual Salary option so I befriended so many millionaire business owners ALWAYS MENTIONING MY DOT COMS AND PHONE NUMBERS, that I remember because I wanted to be friends worth a lot of money, I waited while they put my info into their computers in the office, they were at work and I wanted entries in their businesses and I only had them write "friend", Bruce Fenton my friend, Elon Musk my friend, who, he, he told me- he actually TBI=To Be Inspired I'm super special with a Dairy Queen ($417,527.25) treat to eat, I'm low carb and hoping for 159 lbs.

Yeah Elon Musk told me I remember he said to me, "I can be your best friend every day if you want!" Little did I know that he was the world's richest man, he wanted to know if anyone died in my www.wrxtbi.com that he only saw a photo of my totaled 2004 Subaru WRX, big Turbo!

Elon-gate my connection to feel a subtle sudsy bubble of watered Crest with an oceans’ waves — my belief in the bloated bellies of Ethiopia — EAT the opiah- oh la la it’s Oprah grilling fancy Lance withdrawn from LIVESTRONG, my old yellow-bands gracing my firm stand on “Doping” with a n other old age Biden, this poetry my POEMS an A- grade at WSU with a brilliant older instructor I saw the economical entertainment of Draining Dogecoins, buying and selling and Signed with a maybe a Mont Blanc pen-  oh when I invested so much credit Bitcoin Cash my BoA and TD Bank, with TD to thank, but unaware Danita being Mannie Rotella the cheerleading coach at UT that’s in Tampa the University, I tried to see my Mannie Rotella, I made her a new Facebook account with a name I suggested I told her once-  a gift to I’d give her while reclined on my Sit-up-bench to pinch thin skin, the shape, first, Mannie was in on the cover of Shape Magazine I saw the mediocre Acre of Arcadian soil, but not to drum for oil, stored in Tanks — Dan lied to me saying “Bitcoin quote TANKED — my cousin the stockbroker lyrically lying to me I’d whine Bitcoin is ON THE RISE alcohol-purchases by overseas wine being for Student Kids at Foreign Religious “Masses” I sat the seat of big mean meat noticed as per yours Truly, Deedy worked at the Christian school Saint John’s — he’s been fired for a molesting me — he told me he had a fake ID, he saved from the truth of I was raped by Seedy cock-ring Deedy, John, his legal birth with his name to reflect my purchase of so much John Deere start caring about his REAR-ing me so dirty it was anally . . . I was raped, he told me he would do guts and butts of male men’s many gay, me pretends to the pretense of presentation of proof, he did me in the Toots, wearing leather with hip him, high nipples pink and PIERCED-  when John Deedy would teach with noticeable nipples protruding, the piercing he liked his GAY ISLAMIC GAY HOMO TEACHER, sexual in the classroom with me, and near my locker was his Sole room, sweet tushy on the the gashes’ front, MILF with a “Bunt” at aware preggo-confusion that’s my contemplations of provocations to twatch- as the nurses knitting sad and sorry cocks, the portraying presented cock-rings he to then tell me, “Tell your Dad you want one and suggest it to him” when John’s whim, and Alex took a bathing suite to was Hoff of the poo-poo spattered on a platter playing see-saw notes of first further seeing him in Boston, MASS-  Alex ated his longterm fellation of the EQUAL PRIDE FOR RUNNING RACES... the Boston marathon Bombing-  a homeroom-owned by Brothers on the Saint John’s properties of phantasmal irreflected and drones driven by pilots on the airpot offices, I paid online for Word by Microsoft the company I invested in that Eve bit my bright wide and smiling face, having attended attention of outer space, with another my younger brother Justin not to be confused with Justine, my 2009-2013 teen-quitting watching girls under 27 that that’s a number see of me — on a flat-screen Mac laptop, as well as a double-deuce singing my set sights on this my up to 5000 Bitcoins, a few “Wallets” in stir-it-ups and the man here at “Averte” who is mentally stumbling, me seeing him walking alright, akin to a met the mental-retarded girl who came to a TBI meeting at a library, her parents were mistaken as there is no connection to the corporeal finesse “smashing” in the Smoosh room on TV years ago, that Jersey Shore so popular and another season and another season until sickly swiftly suddenly no more “The Abs” to Pauly D’s “The Image” of the temptation to Trump the polls, sipping a Polar seltzer, with a Teletubbies Coin “TUBBIES” shot with it shut down the authority of mentally-injured young man named Tony, him unable to see semen of his, with my ex-girlfriend who her mom invited Tony . . . to at least show him some titty-ful skin and nothing within her body privates, when she kissed his pole until it went soft to Justine’s amazement, he cccoa pebbles with my long-term loves’ own lack of Discretion detecting the determination of her parents who wanted me to leave, when I was wearing a thin theater SWEATER a dog in heat, the Dogecoin didn’t reach a dollar at 0.66 in Lincoln Point Drive by the DEAD END roadside esplanade with a Cessna plane — I was taking the direction of BRUCE’S OFFICE ROOM when I learned of Bitcoin(s) in ten Wallets in New England the most in Massachusetts with my crumbum text online, my Mom hasn’t had wine doing her WEEKDAY WEEKNIGHT SOBRIETY of I know my Mom isn’t addicted to any substance . . . LIVESTRONG, promoting SOBRIETY I learned online the disasterouses Dr. Ross I bartered with the rose MY PROPOSAL, you’re a couple years around my live-long OLD AGE when Opray Oops, that African-American previous PARTY-ER with street-side when we’ll hides the Bitcoin important figures of my detailed Public Ledger of propelling a Marino, named Paul and Frankie, other one more older brother that I foggily forget the 3rd name of Marino’s at Saint John’s High School, chocolate chips, Frito-Lateral weight lifting which while the Cash Cat Kitty of Frankie’s sense to swindle an old lady my Aunt Ida to lay covered cowering in a Coffee Coffin *cough* to the left and glass ceilings of teased-  thee, of these my many Investor-meds the Zoloft fills my crazed cranium and cracker NH Fenton, I will man up eventually- look up your line on the telephone, to leave a message of your Recorded machine, my voice recorded I think, there are so many recorded lines of cellphones, residential “Every thing is ‘eventual’” I heard on an Audio Book, rented from The Charlton Public Library, a “CRYPTOGRAPHY” written by a lifelong-boy play-daying the Trading of uno up ’n’ coming national Currency of Bitcoin is standard cash in “cryptography” for secure math-made electrocution of the 12v Die-Hard batteries, when maybe I bought too many VHS used movies sold at a store near Bigger eyes, popping out the pup of a furry muff of not only new stuff but

Something old, my archive.org data as per the recorded websites I created that Archive.org has my justchillen stillchillen now alwayschillen and IGF-1.club I paid a fee, when I THOUGHT IT WAS FREE, as advertised to take a Dive into a registered name of a protein-peptide I INJECTED IN MY LOWER NECK, NEAR MY RARE REAR, all of y’all Hurred the peak the IGF-1 LR3 cured the continued deference of of of odors, stinking of sweat in the ICU, the sponge-bathing Setting Sun, I flew through a big one, my big one and getting warm to take off my nkee-high kneading no fat loafers the occasional Floaters of boats drifting- so set sale on the Slacks on Sandy with a blouse to vacuum the house, here at “Averte” where I blew out the candles they lit 3 candles in my bedroom one time and I blew them out carried outthefrontdoor when the embers on the wicks, they put 3 tall lit candles in a makeshift “Vase” with old tired eyes reading my lines of Prose/Poetry I am delighted, going to see my sleepy create-ur of my Saliva, Blood, hair sample, but none of my jazzy motion of Joe and his ROOR bong of inhaling him smoking cigarettes—I dislike the down-side of Favorite Favored Bitcoins in this Vermont State, I want my parents to get me a limo, driver in a driving driven paid purchase of having had a limosuine with birthday treated to a night with a limo for me—drinking pre-2016—not a sip in 3 pairs of briefs with Fruit of the Lombe Lombardi, Lapamardo, Heritage school built new, and then to bussing me busy, cramming the information of pothole trounces of out-now no more Red Bulls I need the factual caffeine enhancement of the lawless descent of my kept riches, I hope to keep my Bitcoins in New England wide, taking a chance and buying a Lancers player’s uniform, he told me he heard a smelling scheme of DHEA “male and female hormone” sold in Groceries at Hannafords, nearby, when I say hi to Denise who has been with the same lover for a long time, when I don’t wait to whine about getting no booty shaking on my decline sit-up’s bench, but no pushups in a too long time, to spend my time alone with my computer in 2005 when I lived alive with strides at the WSU gym, I’d walk I timed it 3 minutes to the treadmill gym of being in a large room, the coach asking me, “I hear your Dad is a millionaire, so would you or him care, to pull-up’s with braces, the girls making pretty faces . . . in the internet transferring $45,000 I earned and me unsure how to transfer my currencies, currently I have 45 grand in “Crypto” when I take the cake and not being “baked” or “high” Hi I’m “bigly” Bitcoin buoyant of a fan face the fact, LANCERS OF WSU “CHEERLEADING” the “flyer” Manny as a sophomore and older sister sitting at the keyboard, of my many Facebook “notes” with a really small belly, my main Doggy Ripley, a picture of her staring straight again, starting #1 Dogecoin Elon Musk brings it higher, to buy DOGECOIN TO THE MOON! All because of BitTorrent I don’t trade in so as to not Trade the coins of BitTorrent treaded and serrated can ‘o’ peas they’re green bars climbing higher in Profits, I knew... exactly what to do, Dan invest in “Crypto” the bourgeoning worth of one millionth of a penny-cent my many “Tokens” I bought the night when I was awakened by a bloated bellows of my swollen batter MY BLADDER’S NEED TO REPENT UNTIL THE LAST CENT is spent, on Amazon.com — my Amazon worth of my main-sale go-to with what brainwashing the withered Rose to compose the dot-compost compound of all gather around, your computer screen to read I couldn’t manage the locked bathroom door, and Dan deep asleep, the weekend a Sunday night, staying up all night confessing a Will to pass on my Profits my Dad protesting th e49% when he should be VERY HAPPY TO HAVE A PART IN MY STOCKS-land premises in CT at Dan Besse’s house with his glad to be a so popular with the Pupils in a class to teach, one to his own my real lit-up Mind I’m Rhyming All the time of mindful recovery having gone on for so such very long with brew at a steak pit when I have had it with shrunken legs, shrunken arms, shrunk through my once- stayed the same, my thighs were never too big- hearing that I PINNED MY PINTEREREST “Sass” to Birana Sasso left alone not chased by me as I’m a mature man, since many years ago when I pledged a shelf of watching Kevin Costner in Will Ferreal tompling temple-er with an impact slightly above one’s Ears, the Temple connected in the Cranium of a homeless man with a lemonade stand, when I have not longer staying free my kisses... Trust Fund Apple entertainment of jotting keys of Hooters firm me saying to Justine’s step-dad “I really want to take Justine to a Hooters with hoots.com I maybe belong with a whoots withering lines of Lioness the lines I would walk I’d walk fine, to a shattered left hip in 7 pieces, I like to eat beaner butter butt of Jabba the Hut N’ Huddle, the others are WRONG, as I’ll admit I tried on Justine’s thong tugged up by her a G-string of bumground such a chartered nightlong day of the night, my delight, the bulbs are LIT ALL NIGHT when the bulbs luminescence of sniffing the armpair bodyhair of yesteryear I dyed my hardly any greys my hair I’m kipper Skimp the Sole Proprietor’s SHIT IS IN- their food so delicious so so scrumptious with Grammy’s apparition approaching in the Hyay HAyleigh noel on Insta with my Grammy on Insta . . . where she’s buttered ’n’ buried lay’n to razzle the mophead CAN-AM “MOPED” the earliest alternation as to how to cruise it beachside boardwalk, of Eagles in the air with wild masses of hi mr. pigeon and the kettle-corn YouTube I choose to sometimes watch YouTube while I cry ACCUSED!

 

 of Bruce Fenton birthday gift, and I LOVE MY DAD "WAYNE MARQUIS"

Semantics of a bodily enzyme found in men in high concentrations, and some females, too, for muscle and necessary hormones, that I don’t take Andro pills called “prohormones” that made my skin really bad from DHEA sold at Walmart, Walgreens, GNC, The Vitamin shoppe and almost all supermarkets, I haven’t had a single pill of in about 2 years, and now that I’m so in shape, I don’t want any Andro or Clen or GH-products sold at stores in our country!

I pay taxes and if I’ve done anything wrong with my Bitcoins and/or TD Bank, I haven’t gotten my money yet, but I have “a million dollars” in my TD Bank, that I think I have many millions of dollars in TD Bank

Frisky and Whiskey whiskers with Winkers winking ;)

And me leaving voicemail for the Winklevoss twins in 2013 or 2014

Hedge Fund geniuses like Jenner Stagg Dan’s friend to no end, for the follicles felt fellatio in this Nation as a Taxpayer and willing to give the remnants of my forced funding to the US government, that I purposely donated money to, for the time being, and awake but I am not “Woke” or drinking sugary Coke The best Cola — but the zero frequency of on-screen business.facebook.com hoping for millions in revenue, that I involved my Aunt Donna Donohue! And her being my powerful Dad’s sister, she’s not up for the 6 hours, in total, capital cavalry car ride, amicably, her to see — hopefully soon, that Dogecoin to the Moon, and I’m asleep at noon, waking up at about 5 pee-emm, which is when, and only when, writing Dan an investment check, as then, and only then, I want to get so rich, my shattered hip in 7 pieces, as I pray for WORLD PEACE, when my country wouldn’t cease to be the world’s #1 power, all hours of the day, to Bruce Fenton (US SENATE I HOPE) when, then, I reiterate instead of any CREATING on my part, as I keep my bodily fluid most nights, on a hand towel, when I jerk a stiff lover with a whimsical kiss from the Moon, this after a whole shower—oh the hours of laptop trading time to accrue cash, hoping Justine Aragona to be my wife—my lass—with her proud of her FACE, and her online accounts, and me not so happy with the pudginess, hoping to pull the plug on her stopping with the carbs, like Arbs108, Arba Miha, now mature and imploring a hunk to place a slam dunk on the team—but her not known for years, I gave her a Valentine’s Day card with a poem and a Rose—like I bought my parents so many roses, that they would sniff with their noses—now who knows what they personally face, as I’ve been to the edge of space, then reaching beyond God’s great “Illusion” like a “Hologram” I reached beyond, singing a song, it took many hours of ersatz fucking—I’ve gone to town and taking my belt-size down by one notch, I have a totally clean crotch, not botched, and buff, well hung length and thick—my dick—to inseminate Justine Aragona on a pill that allowed me to practice a not-having Pregnancy, as it’s my children, I hope to never have any kids, I promise you, me not to be a “Daddy”—I’m TBI injured and the thoughts of having a baby or two, it’s all MOOT but only to the one picking an Insulin needle, me needing 1 needle every 2 weeks, in my bottom-cheeks, with smooches—I hate the mooches and the puppy poodles, making doodie in the living room, requiring something more than a Broom, and Ajax cleaner with Lysol VERY SOON! and Dogecoin to the moon as I’ve said, me talking to Elon Musk, instead... of my roommates at Geneva St. a conversation with Elon that was very long, then leaving him emails and voicemails, begging him for further contact, lenses, and he called me back, my heart is enlarged but I haven’t had a Heart attack or a dreadful and stress-induced, PANIC ATTACK! of your yesteryear, when the anxiety brought me fear, speaking to any audience—my heart beated pitter-patter in the situations when I would be TENSE! and my pills not coming at any expense, free health care for all, the ailments no matter how small--me not as tall, as I once was, bending down for hugs, me the over 6 foot tall, my legs grew not to be short and small, then taking wide strides, sure of my self, at the local Auburn Mall—shopping for new sneakers—my kicks—a small-town boy turned cash-cow, like the ones at Dresser Hill—their breath it smelled—and the MANURE — I want my car to be newer than what I had-  my 2013 Subaru held in iron-clad proclivity arising each bright and sunny morning, for-ing, for the Laurie Griffin I wish with her I could have been, so intimately kissing me on the cheek, just once or twice, that unfortunately it was not every single day of the week, with me so weak as to rely on the Brew — A.A. twice and it was done and through, with throughout space, I found my place, to be with God’s grand “Illusion” like a “Hologram” — like I said, it was grand, and once and again, I’ve bequeathed my friends, all except Dana Gardner, they’ve seen their Endings with me, treating me to treats of riding me to destinations, and free, to mess with me, I ignored and a new living space apartment I would Be... and AT the tit-for tat swingers bat with a direct slam, like God is so grand, that AND-  the whence up on a Time.com article, when in 2004, it was about “Parthenogenesis” and the many legitimate mating of HAVING A BABY WITHOUT A MAN’S SPERM—JUST LIKE JESUS—THAT THERE HAVE BEEN SO MANY VIRGIN-BIRTHS, I’ve yet to die, and hurt, me in a hearse, dead, while reciting verse and receiving the iron-plate in my skull, they didn’t require, but pins and rods, A HOLE IN THE REAR OF MY SKULL, to harness skills of planning on sentences, pretty, whimsical, such frequent “frills” to the feel of my innermost feelings — missiles coast to coast, my USA country has the most weapons, that girls keep their intimates clean with tampons, pads or whistles, I feel my toothbrush bristles, all year long, here at “Averte” in Vermont and 3 hours away from home, that here instead, I’ve found my proverbial “Zone” with me not going to any “bars” instead seeing green profits, I propheted, profession, this my space to take place, the investing of as many as 50 million dollars, dogs wearing collars, some into Dogecoin as my Ripley dog Black Lab, a female with no balls—and I will never be neutered because I keep the come to myself at night with videos, somewhat explicit, the illicit tramps, I’m waiting on a blank envelope and STAMPS pennies a piece, girls occasionally get YEAST infection and needing a Gyno’s detection, with a vaginal inspector, device, playing GTA: Vice City, I urge the poop out, the shit of me, of mine, fine and not drinking wine... the past 3 years no beers, and NO QUEERS with my QueeR (QR codes) I’m lending a man about $30,000 to win the plan of not “Their Plan” seen here when they tainted my beer with Roofies howling above, like Mother Dove... the soap I switched to and Dr. Squatch, their soap see on on TV-  so clean all of my Body of Christ, I want to be, and free of Sin, that none within and absolutely zero mean talking to the people here, when I keep Erin near, but fat she is, I won’t kiss her—when instead I wish her weight loss, so incredibly Obese, when she said to me, “IT’S ONLY FUN FAT! AND I AM NOT OBESE” — with the singing and rapping of Eminem’s friend Obie Trice, trying and doing, the purchasing of his disks, him a Black... I urge the cops to “Stop and Frisk” with possible crack possession and containment, in a baggy, that your tits are saggy, disgusting to me, and washing dishes in my sink, this Sandy, cleaning my living space Apartment she her cleaning my shelves-  she comes in so handily provoking me to speak up such, my profits on Wall St. they are so much that I want to buy a new or slightly used Tesla... to drive to my appointments, and whence, it all becomes a sum of gold, my Dad holds, so holding on onto the helpful stairs-rails, that I haven’t fallen or tripped, like Biden, and Trump wouldn’t misstep:  I watch “Step Sister” and especially “Step Mom” as in the mommy blows best videos, you know-s, it’s hot seeing wimmin in their 30’s and 40’s taking huge units in their livelong- sing-song, girls wearing a thong, this textual marathon is so long, like a RACE with LANCE and LIVESTRONG, my bracelets on both wrists, that it’s been far too long, I’ve gone, without a kiss from a harmful lass, as the crowd screams “ASS-TO-ASS!” 

See what I'm saying you reading my many words on a printer page of PLEASE PRINT MY WORDS WITH YOUR PRINTER, and to have on "Papyrus Pamphlet" paper!

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Bugged surroundings here at "Averte" but not driving — I told one of my 3 stockbrokers to put down a $50,000 “Reservation” on a Tesla Roadster but I spray Raid on the VW Bugs shining bright and GENIUS to make sure one’s wealth is well-equipped and ready for Tiph or Justine to give me head all the time because I went to Saint John’s and didn’t have a SWEETIE SUGAR OF ELON GARLIC at the supermarket of course and I invested in TUBBIES “Coin” when I landed 3000 Bitcoins and making profits that night in 2013 or 2014 with Dan, who went to Saint John’s too, being 1 year my Senior, and that night we spent all night long investing in Bitcoin and TUBBIES Coin we compared that night and let me just say to aware you and let you know, that SpaceX just “took out” a Russian satellite, this very night, and that’s my best friend Elon Musk my best friend because he said to me, on the phone our 40+ minute phonecall in 2005 or 2006, he actually said “I can be your best friend every day if you want!  Tiffany Desrosiers I don’t even know anymore...  with Mrs. Bouvier, she gave us Saint John’s MALE student’s at Masses, hugs after the Catholic Mass blessed by the Brothers at Saint John’s and very important religious leaders from somewhat often, all over the world and we would dream of girls like Britney Spears when she first had that huge hit and I bet she has a lot of cash in the Stock Market!

Paying close attention to the 80,000% spike of long ago, and I’m using all of my valuable necklaces to press mini-skirt dresses up with messed hair up there, and down below on our TOES, those five or so hairs that girls trim with a vroom-vroom VRIM when a Celestial *VIM* to be so involved with the news lately, getting me excited is that the past 6 months I’ve watched CNN and Fox News but not signing up for that Trump social media with more than enough and rough at the Capitol — a Tattooed neck Officer — I bought a copy of Microsoft Word to write a 13,000+ to write about 23 Days in 8 East with Jessica T. and Carina R. in 2016 of constant contact with our “Trio” I called it Our “Trio” of age, and yes there were locked doors but it wasn’t a CAGE

I don’t feel 40 years-old because I’ve taken protein-peptides in 2006 and a pill in 2016 that made me lean and 200 lbs., sketchy doctors shrinking my legs and not too tall anymore, the GH2 pill sold in 2 stores near me, helped me reduce my weight from 235 lbs. to 205 skinny and BUILT

I created Elon Musk, my “best friend” because he said that was okay with him and he said he’d let me survive, so he just destroyed a Russian satellite, and Russia has a holiday on May 9th! And military info is not in the media often, that I hope Alaska saves my country the America, I hope Trump is somehow President again-  big fan!

Elon Musk didn’t want to talk to me on the phone but I kept him as a “Friend” until he took his Facebook “corporate” “business” and I was one of his first “Facebook Friends” talking to him while I recovered from my injury and he inspired me to focus on God spiritually and sober, me knowing like no other that quitting drinking is so easy... breezy... while I don’t get any “Booty” and now not currently wearing “Booties” instead of “Boots on the Ground” not joining the Military as I’m currently being forced by God to remain alive and not breaking out in easy greasy rhyming in the Febrezed bathroom in the sink of tootpaste-sebum... I invested in John Deere because of Trucker Hats! IT PAID OFF 2018+ like I predicted because I like girls 18+ I’ve had 3 at one time, intimately and keeping on our pants, in a Mental Disorder Hospital Doctor to see, mentally unwell, forced by others to irritate me, but being with 3 girls at once upon a time, feeling dreary with low-light but not low-life scumbags taking tokes and drags off of Marlboro, MA where I worked at GNC, not smoking Marlboro’s in the Marlboro store, but smoking green grass in the bathroom while no one else was present, and out the back door for Shipping and Receiving… my recollections of comic book collections, $5000-$10000 in US currency, I want to trade items for Bitcoin wallet delivery, of hello deliver the porch of an unlighted Tiki Torch, in the summer with shorts but not Long John’s with females precipitation preoccupied personal-beliefs that MEN ARE NOT MADE TO WEAR THUNGS! Words written on typewritten key-peculiar inhabitation of it looks like Maggie Hasan has no chance with no substantial changes, the Profits I propheted with my CRYING and CRY-pto currencies, that I studied, online conferences paying $100 or $200 for a teaching video of Basics and Expert, being watched by me, that my roommates told me I was wasting time on MTV “Jersey Shore” that they were in-on in the very beginning of whisky whiskers on a butter house wife of Great-Wayne, my Dad, his wealth is being wasted by my brother Justin Adam Marquis who is treasonous to have corrupt smoking of all sorts, I don’t think there’s any chemicals that he SNORTS... owning a Passport that my parents took away from me, somewhat sheedy like “Shady” under Lance’s branches, of TD Bank to thank with $10k in many banks and gold in a safe in NY-C at The Treasury, these riches my fantasy so come with me on this Textual Trip to the baby-sitter’s store of a wife enjoying a night out with her hubby, needing white wine to have at the time, out on the town in a limo — I’ve had limo’s twice since Saint John’s Graduation in the year 2000, with my favorite BJ being in a limousine with a long-term Justine the Queen — not that — Danita was always the “Queen” when I knew her sister, leaving a thought-mark in my heart, of her, overhead overheated at the Florida Tampa beach where she studied Anatomy to become the “Princess” of me, my expanding Marquis-Family with AIM: Marquis Parents, anyone to read when they negated the few times I swore, and I messaged S.D. some more, him... and where’s he been? I told Ben that he should sell his Etherium at $3000+ for me, but holding onto them he’s “HODLing” with no “hoodie” hoping to buy a Truck-  that I asked him what he thinks of millionaires with tattoos — that he has more than a few, plus not drinking much silly potions providing “Locomotion to One’s busy-bouncing ‘Dance Floor Doorway’”

I told Elon Musk to get prescription to Adderall and he didn’t like it, but Bruce possibly did in 2005 when I was unrecovered, but I'm not sure because he’s running and going a little bald in the front, him like most men signing checks with ballpoint pens, after receiving calls on the phone, I think he was toying with a “Drone” I bought him, maybe... wanting to buy gifts for him, The “Public Figure”! And here's him with BILL GATES!

www.jeffreymarquis.com has a lot of updates to VOTE BRUCE FENTON! =)

When I got here to "Averte" in Vermont, like New Hampshire is nextdoor and I talked to Bruce Fenton in 2005 and 2006 onward for a while, but he had a lot going on with $5,000,000 of his Bitcoin profits that I also invested in with my "Cuz" in CT when I slept over his house in 2013 or 2014 and invested millions in Tesla, "Crypto-Currencies" I predicted the near-high's of Bitcoin Cash I thought the individual crypto-currency would reach $596 like my cellphone it reached $597, and Cardano that reached $2.13 like Dan's area code "203" I have so many Stocks I assume my Dad and Dan control, so. these Bitcoin, Etherium, etc. "Crypto-Currencies" we had many of or still have, to this very day because I'm waiting for them to go higher or he sold them when I told him to sell at either his itching to wait for my 40th birthday that I turned 40 on March 20th, my parents and brother Justin came to see me and we ate good food, my parents are allowing me to stay here, but I want to leave in 2023 when I chose that because Dan Besse also invested in a Stock that Michael Jordan "23" on the Bulls, I'm hoping for Bull market soon with my many Stocks like in Tesla, John Deere, Amazon, and so many other stocks, after I invested in Match dot-com and GameStop in 2005 and 2006 my Dad wouldn't hold onto them and I have a Ledger through my Dad's company, I picked many Stocks that I knew would be their highest in 2021 because I believe in 21+ ME SOBER AS OF 2016 with A.A. TWICE, and only TWICE, I chose to rely on myself my own will -- I wrote a Will in 2013 or 2014 with Dan Besse with my millions of dollars -- Dan knows I'm waiting for what I call ww3 with Russia or Ukraine -- that I had Dan buy a copy of an Atlas that I wanted him to buy the map in the book and a map of the world, that I left the Solar System with Allah taking me in a perfectly straight line I pointed to the edge of space with my Disabled and Handicapped left arm that I knew was in-tune with God Himself The Father of His universe that Allah took me to God at the edge of space, I'm big on God's universe, I flew in a method of riding Allah on his back like Allah was "Supreme Velocity" faster than the speed of light what I call "A million billion trillion lightyears per millisecond" I prayed to Allah with Justine my girlfriend of 2009-2013 who had a TBI like I have had a better recovery with mine, I thank IGF-1 LR3 with an Insulin needle in my neck and glutes to give me more new brain cells with the chemical's "Hyperplasia" that's when a cell splits in 2 and this Insulin-like Growth Factor 1000mcg I ordered the pure stuff before it was widely available online with an inferior product potency, almost worthless and providing me with no improvement after that large vial of that also causes "Hypertrophy" with muscle and brain cells growing in side, I had abs and everyone said to me in my Recovery from TBI that "We don't know how you're doing so much better but hopefully it's not bad for you, in 2005/2006 when I wasn't drinking any alcohol for about 5 years post-ICU for a month at UMass ICU I was rushed to after the police used the Jaws of Life to scoop me out of my car and get me on a stretcher to an Ambulance when I said, "Drive as fast as you can so we crash on the way to the Hospital!" and the Ambulance ride everyone at the police station was waiting for me to get pulled over, that people broke my Abstinence of alcohol for 2.5 months when I tried my hardest not to drink -- but I had to Withdraw from Calculus I at WSC now WSU upgraded to a "University" during the time it took me to recover enough to take Health I that I have aced so many quizzes on and purposely getting a 0% on the MID-term because I wanted a FULL RECOVERY AND NOT "MID"way, IGF-1 was described in the textbook I knew the whole thing of but I focused on the brain and the body instead of Hcl medicines I didn't care about medicines because I'm not trying to be a Doctor, that I have so many Doctors

And I got an A on the Final Exam for my first class back after my Traumatic Brain Injury that my brain and body was functioning without 11/15th's of my brain on the Glasgow Coma Scale, needing a drilled in stomach-tube maybe on life support, I had a tube in my gut, in my male unit, and in my anus to allow me to be well nourished and that went on in the ICU for a whole month of recovering when I couldn't get out of the bed and I was given Estrogen because people were mad at me for driving the speed limit until I pulled over and tried to use my cellphone but it was cancelled in that timeframe not to make any calls, and a cop pulled up next to me when I was outside of his cop car and I threw myself on his hood, begging him to call a tow-truck, SCREAMING, "HELP!" and he said get out of the way of my cop car and get back into your vehicle- part of a "Plan" to break my Sobriety I wasn't always adhering to, when sneaking in an occasional "nip" bottle in my pocket at my house with my Mom and Dad, who knew about THE SET-UP when people broke my Abstinence of 2.5 months, mostly, my girlfriend Allyson Drucker Hodgkins said she'd break up with me if I went to A.A. because she'd just turned 21 and being excited about drinking with me, and she refused to give me oral-sex except for a short time when we would be in her dorm or my house and she never let me ejaculate even with my hand or her hand, she jerked me off ONCE, then saying to me, "THAT WAS GROSS AND I WILL NEVER DO IT AGAIN!"

She was a Child of Divorce with Daddy issues that were very apparent in the one time on NYE when we were with her real Dad for a couple hours, sort of far away from Wilmington where I would drive my Turbo WRX an hour away from my home, also going to her FSC dorm after my GNC Asst. Manager job for years when I didn't perform my best, occasionally using marijuana on the down-low, but Allyson wouldn't do marijuana and she acted so disgusted with me when I would smoke marijuana before my WRX CRASH www.wrxtbi.com you can read about how everyone in the room once the police officer left the room to let my friends, family, co-workers, and my enemies to "finish me off" hoping I'd crash my WRX Turbo that they screamed "KILL YOURSELF IF YOU'RE INNOCENT!" and I was listening to a song with "Heaven known" repeated by a techno artist I made YouTube change the name of the title to put into in all capitals because I was "INTO" my Recovery and going to the gym walking on treadmills for 60-90 minutes a night, once doing 2h 40m at 3.0 mph at two gyms that day when I was bored in a Cape Cod hotel in 2006 or 2007 and I did 1h 40m, after I walked for an hour at Gold's gym across the street from my rich Dad's ECM Plastics, Inc. that he sold to A. Schulman I did data-entry there after they let my Dad go from their International business with operations in Europe, A. Schulman, yeah I missed my Dad being 25% owner and "President" of the plastics/polymers -- I invested a lot of money into Polygon-cryptocurrency and Aragon because I want to marry Justine Aragona of 2009-2013 but her parents separated which I maybe had them stressed out after I drank 11 light beers at her house one night when I was over my TBI "Recovery" in 2013 and they got a Divorce, so I plan on donating some of my Stock money earned by me and Dan Besse my "Cuz" I attended his University graduation with his major of "Economics" we invested in the "cryptocurrency" "Elonomics" in 2013 or 2014 that I am not sure what it's worth now but I hope my knowing personally on the phone and online with email and text messages from my phone in 2005 and 2006, lucky to have seen his name on Fortune.com and wanting to ELON-gate my legs and arms with legal protein-peptides before that whole Sylvester Stallone debacle happened in Australia, and I haven't used any steroids, ever, but I put an oil to spread muscle fibers good for inflating my calves but not making them any stronger, my calf muscles are huge and my thighs are tiny because I didn't put any of the "Synthol oil" also called "Pump and Pose" it didn't hurt me and some students at WSU said to me, "Your calves are huge!" and I told them about Performance Enhancing drugs that the WSU Coach found out about and he said, "Only use the treadmill and elliptical when you're hear and don't talk to any of my players about how you Recovered without steroids, but your calves need to shrink, that because it's an oil and not a steroid they won't shrink and I have tiny thighs and a normal glutes in my rear, so I've never "Squatted" on the Smith machine, his football players would yell so loudly with the OOMPH they put into their sports, I would walk on the outdoor track for hours when I lived at "Chandler Gardens" near the track and gym when I hadn't recovered enough from my TBI to drive yet, and eventually I started driving SOBER FOR YEARS BEFORE AND AFTER, but it was all part of a "SET-UP" like my WRX crash was honestly an accident I hoped to die because I couldn't keep listening to my parents, family, relatives, coworkers, bosses, and the jerk who made me turn off my phone listening to a Paul Oakenfold remix of a song that had "HEAVEN KNOWN!" repeated and I have "Nintendo 64" and "Nintendo64" in my complicated page long "Bitchain" that's a password and Dan stopped short of taking my blood sample that night because we had laptops, receipts, letters, emails, my 3 dot-com's and http://alwayschillen.blogspot.com writing that I've kept going since using http://stillchillen.blogspot.com that I was angry in my "Recovery" but staying fully Sober until a couple years later, so please disregard the posts on that blog you can click the links to my 2 BlogSpot accounts and my sperm was stolen and a mean jerk who would torment me in the ICU once forcing me to pull out my drilled-in "Feeding Tube" and I could have died from the blood in my stomach when a family relative got in my face when he tormented me, telling me to pull the stomach-tube away from me if I wanted http://stillchillen.blogspot.com ICU but I am a TBI Brain Injury Survivor like my Justine Aragona from 2009-2013 and I miss her so much, but her parents split up when I had a bad attitude to her Step-Dad who was high sometimes but not drinking too much, like I would have 1 beer or 2 beers at UNO's near Southbrige with Justine nearby I'd pick her up and Steve at UNO's would give me 2 beers and I would always walk across the huge parking lot and shop at Wal-Mart for about half an hour buying Justine sweets -- BUT NOT SWISHER SWEETS! I would occasionally get those medium sized cigars to smoke outside when I lived at home with my Mom and Dad, GREAT-WAYNE the $$,$$$,$$$ who worked really hard and loved my Mom Deborah Marquis who I hope she can read the link and let me know if I should take it down because I HAVEN'T OWNED stillchillen.com for years, now running my longterm dot-com in 2007 that my brother Justin designed the www.alwayschiilen.com template up top with a Copyright at the bottom, someone took off it says 2016, and I invite you all to read my 4 great "A grade" Soliloquies and my best short story "Elegance" at www.alwayschillen.com/elegance.htm that I researched "Female beauty, makeup, clothing, shower products, the 8 steps of a girl putting on makeup in the morning before working at a beauty store, her name "Lexus" I have I want an AWD electronic Lexus if I can't have a new Subaru Outback XT "limited" or "onyx" edition when I eventually return to Charlton, MA near my Aunt Donna Donohue (RIP Mickey Donohue her deceased husband in Heaven now) but I don't really believe in Heaven alone because in my favorite movie Vanilla Sky with a car crash and a made-up company named "Life Extension" that I would collect the magazine "Life Extension" that was in existence, also, and I told Elon Musk to watch "Vanilla Sky" with Tom Cruise who becomes so injured and his friend in the movie says, "Life ain't so sweet without the bitter!"

I invested in Bitcoin because my Dog Ripley never bit me!

Then I found out about my best friend "Elon Musk" with his Dogecoin that was in my Bitcoin Magazine I have 2 or 3 issues of and they won't give me ones that came in the mail here at "Averte" where they get into my apartment all the time through the upstairs door to the porch I keep locked at all times, that earlier today when I was getting my many medicine prescriptions WITH NO PAINKILLERS! I take 3 times a day, and because I had a bed-sore from my many, many hours of sleeping here at "Averte" without a car, probably a good thing because I get so bored here when I'm not writing Prose I aced at WSU when the class was another "SET-UP" I wasn't allowed to raise my hand or read my fine essays until I got upset in class and she was obviously under a lot of pressure from people who are mad at me for NOT DYING! in 2004 when they "SET-UP" things at the bar I went to and cancelling my Debit Card, the bartender who over served me by a lot and told me to leave my wallet on the bar when I went to the bathroom to urinate and he took out all of the cash in my wallet and I tried for an hour to get someone like my Mom to get me a cab because I was planning on taking a cab home with $30 or $40 (!!!) but the bartender who was paid to overserve me took money from my wallet and I pleaded with my Mom and Dad telling them "I've had too much to drink and I fell down, because I drank after 2.5 months of Sobriety with a tiny amount of alcohol to calm down my alcoholism now SOBER 2016 and not needing A.A. I would never ask the employees here to buy me beer, now that they've given me a few nips 3 years ago when my Mom said it was alright because "you don't seem like yourself lately" and I told her I wanted 1 beer that was given to me and I got 4 nips of vodka 3 years ago, but I no longer have an active MMJ card or give a tiny bit of "CARE" about "BAD DRINKING!" me not having a sip in 2+ years when I feel so great with my YouTube and XM radio with my TV only on Fox News and CNN on since the Pandemic began, I ordered a pack of Tonic Water from Polar when I knew it was used to combat Malaria and it had a similar name to Hydroxychloroquine I always used masks for Coronavirus that's another thing I emailed China about with the suggestion for 19 that's 18 ` ` ` naming it a beer I didn't drink Corona because it came in glass bottles that break when you drop them, so I said name it after that beer I don't like the taste of, not drinking any except maybe 1 on Cinco De Mayo years ago when I would drink 1 or 2 drinks and Sober up while shopping or sitting in my Subaru Legacy with my Justine girlfriend who was too young to drink I was with her when I was 30 and we both had TBI's that were NOT OUR FAULT! www.wrxtbi.com and I tried to get a cop to help me when I'd voted in Leicester, MA when I liked Kerry a lot for USA President in 2004, and the cop there saw me fall down drunk in the mud unable to stand up and I kept yelling "HELP ME! HELP ME! HELP ME! PLEASE CALL A CAB FOR ME AND MY PARENTS ARE MILLIONAIRES!!!!" but the cops wanted me to get pulled over so I'd lose my great job as Assistant Manager at GNC in RK Plaza and lose my great but sorta lame girlfriend who was a "Child of Divorce" scarred and into being smacked in the face on her mouth and cheeks on her head, and I know my Sperm was stolen from me in the ICU and I think she got 9 months pregnant and had a late-term Abortion, I sort of knew about, and as proof I had a picture of her on my computer with her crying and obviously so sad and exhausted and CRYING with her face so incredibly puffy she was obviously in the O.R. and she drank while pregnant with what I truly believe but Dan Besse my Stockbroker "Cuz" my older Cousin who I hope has curbed his drinking now that he's a Dad who's made me so many millions of dollars I hope he didn't sell my as many as 5000 Bitcoins from candle-stick ownership for hours and getting him into coindesk.com and precious metals I told him not to invest in Palladium because we drank a tiny bit through friends in our in when we have been at the high-up high school, Saint John's Catholic private school for $5,000 a year plus dress clothes, paying money for textbooks, wearing uniforms for Phys. Ed. that we had to drive about 40 minutes on I-290 when I maybe or maybe not got a light speeding ticket in the morning driving to Saint John's when most of my Class of 2000 married former classmates I'm not friends with a single person from my Class of 2000 because I signed papers when I was in a TBI "Disabled"-state forced to sign papers with Apple, Dell, Google, Facebook, and things for court that I don't have a criminal record, I feel like people like my Uncle who caused my crash when he grabbed the phone at the Leicester police station and said, "I'M GONNA HAVE YOU RAPED IN THE ASS IF YOU DON'T KILL YOURSELF RIGHT NOW!" while I've already been raped all over my naked body in 2001/2002 one night when I know it was near New Years and it was cold outside, I was drugged with methamphetamine crystals and I know he made A.K. sign papers before he made him into a homosexual for months of drugging and gay sex, A.K. got piercings all over his body and a huge tattoo on his steroid-arm he had a P.O. Box calling himself "Diesltwin" on anabolicminds.com and on AIM, I had Jeffrey Marquis on AIM and I belonged to many Internet forums for my car and downloading so many BitTorrents I have some of their "crypto-currency" and I downloaded a lot of adult films from a "SET-UP" website empornium dot com that was a "SET-UP" I saved so many straight sex videos and putting them on blank DVD discs, I tried to turn them in about 1 year after BitTorrent was outlawed and I gave the small stack of DVD's telling the State Cop that I had a lot of videos all 18+ I downloaded from the ultra fast WSU internet connection on my laptops when I had a WiFi range extender that I got high bandwidth from in my Apartment nextdoor to the school, I'd be Sober in my Apartment with no drugs and eventually a 1996 Ford Explorer in 2005 and 2006 when the Apartment Manager "Debbie" accidentally said "Your Uncle Andy!" when I asked about my apartment not being safe but I trust my Parents with the AIM name "Marquis Parents" that I registered "JMarquis710" on AIM and my brother Justin had the AIM name "Marquis is King" but I haven't talked to him since my 40th birthday in March so he's getting a good amount of my $,$$$,$$$ or $$,$$$,$$$ if I'm lucky and Daniel Michael Besse of CT still has my Stocks I paid for and we got me 5000 Bitcoins when I told him about "Advanced Cryptography" I rented and the potential of Bitcoin that I urge you to Google "Bruce Fenton for Senator of NH" and see how he's using $5,000,000 of his Bitcoins to be elected after me talking to him night after night in 2005 and 2006 when I saw a Bitcoin ornament on his shelves he arranged a video chat and he wanted me to talk faster but my speech is slowed from my badly injured Brain from 2004 and I would like to talk to him and Elon Musk who I found out about early because I got this Facebook account in 2006 when I lived at Geneva St. with my Saint John's Class of 2000 friends Derek Langlois and Brian McNeil who we're on my side and said, "Allyson got your sperm and so did your uncle, so they're against you!" that they said they'd be there for me if I needed them, like my Aunt Donna Donohue reads what I write deep-down knowing I'm a great individual Nephew of her's my Dad's sister who's a millionaire now and I know so many millionaires but I have a Disability and Handicap from 2004 with my 3 dot-com's including www.jeffreymarquis.com an my interpretation or what happened to me when everyone yelled and screamed at me when the cop stepped out of the room because he had a conscience and he knew why was being done to me was wrong and bad and horrible and terrible yelling "(don't) ******KILL YOURSELF****** RIGHT NOW WITH US ON THE PHONE IF YOU HATE US FOR DOING THESE AWFUL THINGS TO YOU!" after I'd pulled over and jumped in front of a cop going super slow by my car pulled over and my cellphone was disabled by my Mom's friend at now AT&T and I hope I'm not a Father because I haven't paid a single penny in Child Support to the 2 new Moms who threatened to do me wrong!