Monday, March 6, 2023

I called the phone number of "Marquis Trill" but it costs money to talk to him and hopefully he'll call me on MY BIRTHDAY in two weeks, NO MMJ, NO CIGARETTES but ...only Bugler tobacco me I'm safe about it!

Kitty-Cat named “Kat” with coming at you—Allah that—and pitter-patter raining in the stud-io when staying dumb, so what to think, when I see a Ph. D. doctor, a “Shrink”—to think, that chilly water putting a halt on the Big Squeeze in The Big Easy when doing it, “to does it” find and kempt, “rated rookie” with my minutes-ago protein cookies, EAT, tonight I had short-rib meat that, it a treat—ILY MEAT and “Mean Bean” Monster Coffee cans cold in my hand, being lucky to have a luxury ‘fridge but without friends, at least, well, within walking distance with some exceptions for the staff here in this Rehabilitation “Home” when I’m in the zone that’s known as “Geeking Out” by me from what I see in God’s universe, I’ve explored, albeit the lack of moneyed (N-rich) schwoogies with rusty chrome’s are around the Cadillac Escalade’s grips on Mother Earth uninterested in The Holy Land of Sold oil-rich Saudi’s driving, piloting, their Audi’s and Mercedes vehicles


When the come-down releases “unrelenquished” Zest green bar of soap in the shower—I get my wholesome body Holy cleaned with Tea Tree Oil, not to be fed the spoils in tin foil, saved in the fridge with a NO2 cartridge to pump in some fresh air of hot peppers, their spray... causing some dismay among rioters to disperse, held (help) like a Mommy with her purse-  in it holding CBD lozenges so sweet, every day of the week, them cut in halt—only Half of a gummy—to make them Last!


But to begin with wiped clean with the screen of gunk and junk like snot and sebum comin’ out 'o' my nosTRILLs, hi I’m a Bitcoin Whale from 2013 or 2014 :^D


Unto the only Bitcoin enthusiast 2005/2006 I was introduced to a spruce of financial finesse and this when I attended many Bitcoin demonstrations, knowing enough to BUY BITCOIN when, again, let me just say, I've been onto Bitcoin (conferences, employees, enthusiastic wealthy individuals, list of millionaires...) I've been "doing" what call it "Research" (?) to spit on fiat currency used all like a loogie swished and wallowed... that is "Hollowed" like a scented Pine Tree hanging from the mirror, you know- above the Kimmy K. vehicle "DASH" with a spritz of classes like "Homeroom" I want to move near my home in Charlton, MA near my Mom and Dad who have complete and total control of me—if you want to know about the controversy, yes the controversy of me being able to stay with enamored clout, that's what to be about—to the me:  I'm a wealthy Bitcoin Whale—with no foreign connections to, say Europe tie-ing a rope for the Russian Rubles—they have bad attitudes, dude, to say, I'm French me loving their salad dressing, sprinkling the ovaries of various birth-control imbibing potential-bride(s) in my Polygamous glamour and so much many millions buying cheap-o Bitcoin, etc. CRY-pto I was ever so BLESSED when in tears, at my desk and at-home in Charlton, MA with my Mom and Dad who control me when they see me with a brief visit, that—so much bullshit with my computer and internet here at "Averte" which I proclaim, these jerks are shameful, they are harmful and full of not charm but true "HARM"—yeah I've been assaulted here 3 or 4 times in previous years, the fucks here, I hate a small portion of the fucks who delivered me painful poison on occasion because I'm totally into the "Islamic Nation" of what but ISRAEL, our internet international "FRIEND" with a secure "Dome" that Google: "Israel Iron Dome" to see where moneys spent, what's going next? How many millions of dollars have I accrued, Dan, dude? I mean, I'm not driving a Tesla I want in a couple weeks, as per my B-Day with CBD, I mean, I get by without getting any actual real "highness" for years now, and I'VE NEVER OWNED A GLASS BONG! when way back in the brighter days of 3.5 hours to the South, I want to... on my Mouth, my lips are sealed and shiny smoothe when the Chap-Stick is always applied, like I called up the Black millionaire "Trill" on his voicemail and there was a price to leave a measly monotonous message, to him, when, on a whim, some desperate drunk hunk thinks, methinks, I'm definite to make it with the Market (Mr. Marquis) of financial finalities...


MK-677 and MK-2866 were tricky to take I'd drop the agonist under my TaLenTed TONGUE in hopes of growing size-wise a decade ago, u know?, as perhaps what's the haps??? Having seen my Mom and Dad today—they'll be back up in a couple weeks FOR MY BIRTHDAY!—and allz I want is a Tesla, new or used, I'm hoping to refuel, peruse, and actually using the electricity of Vermont, a state to the North of y'all when I have no car!



The 1999 Ferrari F355 GTS I want one for some many few dollars less than $90,000 for it will "put you back in the driver's seat!" I would prefer the electric vehicles though and so I want the Tesla Roadster, Dan put down -I think- $50,000 "Reservation" cost with my buddy Elon Musk on the phone in 2005!



Dan B. "Cuz" please return my emails or call me on the number of my Twitter pic, and you're the best, but this Marquis Trill guy might have good leads—maybe you should call him and see if he has heard of me and the years of Bitcoin Magazine my Dad threw away—starting with the #1 issue—I want more muscle tissue and Z-rated tires maybe Continental ones that, driven distances, near-and-far, they, for a large number of miles, they last!

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