Tuesday, August 9, 2022

PAY MY FARE TO USE THE FACTS FOUND @ www.wrxtbi.com about my horrible injuries others caused in 2004 and they won't leave me alone!




Come to quick shifting the sticky to the shift nozzle, and quickly quirks with what works of withdrawn boxer shorts, I validly and Valiantly have a mere single #1 retort, no
longer en-jogging or livestrongly keeping up with WSU sporting events, pitching a trouser Tent, with “Fent-“ As in Bruce Fenton, my friend of 2005-2007, who, I have donated. $250+ to, with him my friend! Yeah he’s running for Senator of Vermont and we did some video chats and many hours on the phone, Mr. Bruce Fenton of NH he’s worth so many, so many millions of dollars, as the hour-class provides and proves a sweet Tasty’s Treat of the “Taking Back Sunday - Beat Up Car” that motivates me to stay alive and thrive upon the Bugler tobacco out of a tiny 4” end pipe, this despite the vocal intonation to resist SUGAR — The Coca~Cola Brand “Sprite” with 0% “spite” the girls sipping and spitting, my creation of see the men at the YMCA? Allegedly they’re homosexual appropriately for the many faggots of this world, but I implore all males and females to suck me “OFF” !!!!! As you scoff a score of an “A” in Psychology I with Dr. Brandi Scruggs, who said she would be with me and my big unit with her position of being S&M dame or dammit sell the Bitcoins at $69,000 or $100,000 or $64,000+ plus that much worth. Months ago of having sunk below the proverbial “Rug” of Justine who would mostly shave, her memory with a TBI  driving it — but she couldn’t drive a car — too brain injured like me... and I miss making love with her, feeling so special, to her Mom Linda Pellegrini or Aragona I want to provide her a rub bone at the bottom, and one or 2 for me, to be able to bend enough to reach my C+ grade in a WSU class, this while considered “Passing” by the WSU Faculty Board to come legit, and to know I held promoted and positive “Discretion” of the little girls at WSU, that Justine came later and giving me my impedance to Dance with Allah in Space, in her private places, all about her Bod, entering my Bedroom frontside door “dereliction” of her tonsils showing the shrew pleasure anew and pristine when she was 19 and 20—then separating at 21 because of my NO DRINKING BEER OR ALCOHOL IN 2016 !!!!!


Me happy Sober and longing for some LR3 but not “Range Rover”—as I’m talking about “Hypertrophy” and “Hyperplasia” in the brain, with its “Spasticity” of dreams, unseen by all but me, my ween, my sigh and a ruined Cap of a spicy snack lyrics, on my necklace, priceless, from Mickey I love it, I love it when I’m fairly “Fit” like the Honda-car with the impetus to drive very far and not too fast, Russia Blasted, with a smirk for my B Bismark and shrunken shrunkened legs and arms— no one wanted me to recover, first the GHRP-6 and IGF-1 LR3 with the steering of 4WD in the winter for the biggest loser is the Joe Holiday BOOZER!, who may boy oh boy he may BOW and kiss the rings but never touch the crown (Kreayshawn - Gucci Gixxer) for a 98.5 FM “Mixer” of turntables, the Technics all technical with SL-1200’s spinning with DJ Mouss grinning for Ayy-Emm-Gee SL65 Mercedez-Benz treatment of Stoddard and Jenner, with my winner Bruce Fenton who he is holding so much value, I recommended he put millions into Bitcoin — once again BECAUSE BITTORRENT WAS BANNED, I knew Bitcoins would be so much of value and prominence on the premises of Wall St. with the Church Following turning me onto the Scripture of many holy books that Holy Moley with what wishes of others... they may wonder, what Bitcoin schematics to suffice?  And for the rest of your life? When Will I Sell My Stocks, Precious Metals, and “Crypto-Currencies” having signed up for CC#’s out of a list, with not no detained detail to me be missed my my By the Mother of one another name-ed “Eve” with her snapping Her choppers into an Apple — I have a lot oof Stock in Apple... thanks to Woo State that Ripley says aloud, “Woo” to the “UFF” the puppy pup growing big enough and no longer a Puppy... like the Aspen Mountain “Yuppies” skiing on boards and doing Curls for Girls, admiring the “Pipes” on one’s arms, that mine grew 3”-4” longer in 2006 with the protein-peptides with the Ides of March on the 20th I turn 41 years old, and stale cheese ($$,$$$,$$$) with MOLLY the Molecule ambience of a Tripper putting them or him or hers or oneself with Shannon (Molly Shannon SNL) Lackey be lacking the Best Buy bulletins on the chalked-board of me not stocking anything but 20 to 30 different stocks, all having risen-  with my Wisdom (Wise chips of Poke’her) and Rev. Jim Chase his words, “You are ‘wise’” =)



Stand around and along all of the Allyson arbitrage yeah ending in “rambunctious” where Mellissa worked, seeing her and them, but my never “seeding” Ally except once in her mouth — the first and last time she gave me a BJ and/or used her bare palm, I’ve once taken an interest in the Psalms but me now interested in the interesting The Qur’an I sign a sig-  cap a nig — and I sign my signature “Song” of feeling good and thusly awaiting big black cannons to entirely entice my bombarded brain with a 64 mph stigma inside cranial IMPACT of choosing to succeed with greed giving Dan 0.3% and Dad’s only getting 49% of my Bitcoins, he’s sad about, but I LOVE MY DAD AND MY MOM, Deborah, but not wearing D-cup cakes with my having gone “The Distance) T.D. “Tiphdizzle” bitch and it’s “about that time” butt of what ??? A monthly friend? Or has that week of pain, sadness, and tragedy come to an end? “YOUR MONTHY FRIEND!” And right now as of last night, I consider my best friend — or former best friend because in 2005 the famous Elon Musk said to me and on the phone, he said, “I can be your best friend every day if you want!”


And I left my former best friend a message calling him an enemy, like my brother pot-head Justin Marquis is evil and he always fucks me over! …so yeah my former best-friend and my own brother are my enemies, and my parents are too, sometimes, but I LOVE MY AUNT DONNA DONOHUE! and I LOVE JUSTINE “TINI ARA” ARAGONA!

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