What’s your thrill Jill ?????

SHE SAYS, "SMOKING SWEETY SCHWAG, CAPTAIN!"

It can’t be 1+ enough when you smoke that stuff, sniff the smoke, like all tough to Trot—“Too Hotty” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WlD-grhWz0Y to Trot when of and the most, albeit some sort of Dinner HOST and finely Finessed, live-long fitness when nothing is new, except a recently purchased purse and pair of twinkling shoes—never abused or yelled at—not done wrong with this GREAT SONG: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WEGENNHXSdQ

I could listen to it forever and dilly-dally naysaying, never sailing, a daydreaming about the passed and the past, but some bad karma with Ally https://jeffreymarquis.com/2025/04/15/pour-some-sugar-on-me-and-her-my-allyson-of-2004-now-no-more-so-i-wish-and-wonder-whats-in-store/

Some decades ago, when she was ONLY TWICE being of blowing (jmarquis710)—she thought it was disgusting, EVEN SPITTING OR USING HER HAND, never to commence with an out of some special punk—and her hands weren’t used as the ways of her being were BROKEN, so awful her negational and absent avenues of bringing summa dat pleasure—hated my sperm—I was sworn to her boobies, yeah all two of these such things me saying to you, but still, not a single, sucky times were ever presented to me—EVEN ON MY BIRTHDAY OR SPECIAL OCCASIONS!

“You know I don’t like that!” she would utter =( =( =(

https://www.yourtango.com/201167092/no-oral-sex-you-can-still-have-great-sex-life

Her mouth was only to be kissed, and I was raging pissed during the final months, then DISASTER www.wrxtbi.com and this too, don't forget I DUMPED OUT THE ALCOHOL IN MY HOUSE!

I really "settled" for her—should have been with Ariel, what a gal, the GNC bosses daughter—oh brother!

It really bothered me—hocking Luigi, it out I didn’t care—there was no oral anything but kissing, there when and where people were jealous—however they didn’t know of her NO ORAL, TREASON OF A GIRLFRIEND NEVER TO DISSEMINATE PLEASURE!

Some stupid girfriend

We broke up, and The End!

So go get your, stained and tattered sleeve, behemoth “Steve” then posted “On Leave” OH HEAVENS! =)

When of once or twice, when to do — so RAVE ON, AND RAVE LONG AND LONGER, A RUNNING RANT, kind of song for her—with the very Vivarin caffeine sowing one's greasy green spleen saunters up to sip Gin-ger and “Twistered” Lime makes you all mine, digesting the dining of earlier—some such lunch and a drinky-poo to mix up the cerebellum storm of what thought—then many, many years ago, I would be bored at home, at home smoking some “Bud” WITH ALCOHOL SOBRIETY, but whatever the resin crud emanating one’s lungs being forlorn—and horny to watch your favorite S&M porno video saved on a hard disk, frisky wrist and the feeling from a kiss of a fair lady, beaten bloody, pumped so hard there’s going to be some Discharge, living large that stank kitty—that’s when you’ve left me!

Sorry some sexual senses here offended thine truly my John Deere (stocks!), my offensive words belong in “The Potty”--flushed cheeks so hot, getting steamy in here—the queer Trannies love it though, All For Show, having had “A SEXUAL SURGERY” most of a million dollars, then to call your possessions as being "A HIS/HERS”

My visions blurs—so as to be CENSORED!

That’s your answer, candid and thusly so sailing amidst the bloodstreams of me, and my physical self—bench on a shelf—apologies for the enlargened Pancakes and so such bringing bright light of whoever has the get-go kind of Lingo, whilst here at “Averte” they play legitimate games of what but Bingo—with prizes so and such of popcorn and cookies—I’ve never played “Hooky” at Saint John’s shingled shining so proud and significant silences in my great classes, solemnly stressed whilst degrading from started off in “Honors” classes—and I haven’t taken “Advanced Placement”—but once upgrading to scientific “school-ery” one grade up, the advanced intelligence of mine:

[ SUPERINTELLIGENCE ]

And yeah “significant silences” without dental braces, simmering itty-bitty tid-bits of white and shiny (skin) and TEETH—going to my Cross-Country Meets, the races, and leave no traces of tomfoolery—entitled tombstone Graduating with the Saint John’s Diploma, bringing to mind “Diplo”—Brother Justin introduced me to, the BWOMP type musical Tunes, here on YouTube for example: https://www.youtube.com/diplo

I remember the Chicken Club sandwiches, paying $5.00 each, for Lunch—expensive everything... from the dress clothes (even sport-coats in the cool seasons with snow on the ground) quiet Choir at the Jesus Christ, His Divinity—all of the “SJ” Masses—whole school attended and intended to instill tried ’n true the Christian Values—I follow every single one of them, but do you ?????

Flicking a “Bic” lighter being biting at the flames of a Candle, while in emotional Shambles but able to hold some Handles, so Light up my Life, you see—me looking for a WIFEY lol =)

I fully believe I'm Satoshi Nakamoto, then thereafter buying TEN WHALE WALLETS of 90,000+ or 900,000+ $Bitcoins, uncertain of the date and year, but I'm being badly hacked!

Destination and Starlink stationary like staying still, the ORBITAL thrills of distances long and far and me, now taking this so much further and farther (Futuristic) with a trace of Tether at $1—trust me, investing is fun to when of and flicking the blingers—some seether some simmer sinner SINGER—cinched and clenched together, sum clearsighted cleavage—fondly forged steel wheels, while rolling on “spinners”—remember that? it was acutely “phat” a days away in the past, I didn’t make it my last being to breathe upon the just eye-candy bruised browsing—say, “eye-brows formed with what waxed and plucked, something something “F” unto farmers land, meadows and hills, taking my pills, daft and sanked—I thanked the culinary “cook”-ing up a chocolate creampuff sort of Dessert—girls working their “Twerk” of some buttered buns bounching and shaken, what’s banking in the hay-days of “crypto”—that’s where a small portion of my tens of millions US Dollars go—this, to and fro, and FOR, my many donation periods of the peculiar poor, so as to get them JOBS—the junkies, drugs with taken in needles and syringes, so what to reach merely “The Sky”—this while I, yeah, Me, back from interplanetary deities—for the all of me any my own, amounting to none and/or ANY for the foreseeable (nor do I “force”) FUTURE:

lol Me-hi-co lol

Como te llamas?

Como te llamas?

 

Six Mentions of ME:

1. "23-cents"

2. "Throw some Bitcoin at ‘em"

3. "Heavy Industries"

4. "gift"

5. "SHIP Building" said twice

6. "Ship Building, that's a good one!"

😎

Dear Paul M.

I want the people to stop ringing off shots outside on the "Averte" property, as has been a problem in previous years -- like moments ago, a soft bang outside my Apartment that has repeatedly been a problem, like some jerk shattered my glass door years ago, also setting fire to my porch where it connects to my "Averte" Apartment, and they have been SETTING ME UP like ever since 2004 -- but now I have such financial power, along with my address and phone number available for anyone with Google -- but my Mom has said I am safe here and my Aunt Donna Donohue knows how much my incredible wealth is being given by my own choice, to USA #1 and although I want to financially benefit with a portion of my 2009 or 2013 or 2014 with Pacilio Wealth Management and Merrill, I would like to reunite with Justine Aragona and retain my billions of "Alt. Coins" and some Stocks and valuable precious metals -- get in touch with me if you have any information about my many Investments and bear with me because I AM BEING "SET-UP" again and again and again, ever since 2004 with my www.wrxtbi.com -- I once had fear of the truth about what happened when OTHERS CAUSED MY INJURIES, I.C.U. 1 month and Fairlawn Rehabilitation Hospital for 2.5 months where I saw Dr. David Kent as a therapist for years -- HE HELPED ME QUIT DRINKING IN 2016! -- he graduated from Indiana State College -- a great man, I told him all about Bitcoin since 2005 -- and I've got people watching me and I AM BEING "SET-UP" I know, like how a group of jerks made me nearly perish in my Turbo Subaru, they've gotten increasingly awful!

Honestly, I've talked on the phone with Vitalik Buterin from one of the TWO $BITCOIN CONFERENCES I paid some thousands of dollars for digital attendance -- him, well I had employment at GNC as the store "Assistant Manager" and Vitalik, I asked him, "VITALIK, DO YOU LICK VITAMINS?" and we ended up talking on the phone or audio-calling or something, maybe video-chat when he had the camera blocked -- HE HAD A BODYGUARD! And with what I deal with every day here, and my Marquis Family (AIM: "Marquis Parents" and "Marquis Is King" and my own "Jeffrey Marquis" when AIM was active and popular) I'm here at "Averte" and I know I'm a millionaire/billionaire hoping to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! -- please get in touch with my 1 year older male "CUZ" like cousin Dan because he has the thousands of dollars of electronics saved in a locked room or safe where only he can access them -- PLEASE ASK HIM WHAT I SHOULD DO TO SHOW THIS GREAT COUNTRY USA #1, I COME IN PEACE! I'M NONVIOLENT! AND I AM BEING "SET-UP" SINCE "Their Plan" in 2004 when I almost perished in my Subaru WRX with no engine modifications because it had a side-airbag and I ASSURE YOU, MY CRASH WAS NOT MY FAULT! I HAD MADE MANY PHONECALLS TO HAVE A SOBER DRIVER! I HAD MY MONEY STOLEN BY THE CROOKED -- the jerks who premeditated and organized and planned my drinking that sad day when I withdrew from Calculus and a couple attempts at participating in the 2004 Election rooting for John Kerry when I WAS SABOTAGED!

All in all, I blame some jerks who demanded I not go to A.A. at The Charlton Federated Church and had the Minister crying, waiting for me, there in attendance with D.G. a police officer in my HOME TOWN OF CHARLTON, MA -- that oh so SADLY, I was told I wasn't allowed to vote there and I should see Derek Langlois then voting in Leicester, MA which was ALL BECAUSE I THERE WAS A "Their Plan" after I dumped out the alcohol in my house -- people hated me for driving a new, fast sportscar!

Brian McNeil of our Saint John's High School Class of 2000 and former roommate in Worcester, MA in 2005 and 2006, well he is in France now, and he knows all about this awful "SET-UP" that goes onto this very day -- he said I should get in touch with the authorities if I'm in danger -- but I'm scared here sometimes, I have my entrances locked and blocked off, which I SEE THEY GET INTO MY APARTMENT WHEN I WAKE UP AND WHEN I RETURN FROM THE PRESCRIPTION "WINDOW" -- I take anti-depressants, anti-seizure meds, and an anti-psychotic the dose has been doubled and increased even more years ago, when the corrupt -- "doing favors for the people who caused my www.wrxtbi.com set-up in 2004" -- they hate me and they wish I'd died on that day when I sought help from so many people -- and previously, I hadn't stayed sober AFTER I DUMPED OUT ALL OF THE ALCOHOL IN MY HOUSE AND MY THEN-GIRLFRIEND SAID, "I'll dump you if you go to A.A." and oh, my sperm was stolen while I was in hospitals -- a whole real lot of my electronics and devices for communication have been badly hacked, badly tainted, all with this orchestration from what were a result of comedians in standup comedy and my joking online when I lied about shock-jocks on public radio

I think you're a great leader Paul, Saint John's High School Class of 2000 -- Brian McNeil said if I don't feel safe I should call the police, but even better than that, my Aunt Donna Donohue worked for the Federal Government and she has some connections to Washington, D.C. and she tells me every day I am well protected with her and my parents -- this "Averte" Apartment is all an elaborate hoax and WHAT'S DONE IS DONE -- A.A.A.S.D.M.C.J. they almost took my life, scaring me so awful and threatening me with gay-rape that day in the rain and with wet leaves covering the road, well their threats were so horrible and terrible and they all screamed, "YOU'RE KICKED OUT OF THE HOUSE, AND WE HAVE A MAN WHO'S GOING TO RAPE YOU IF THE COPS CATCH UP TO YOU AND TAKE YOU IN FOR DRUNK DRIVING" -- they really hated how beautiful my ex-girlfriend was, and they really hated how I drove the fastest car of all my friends, and they hated how I wasn't self-sufficient and relied on my house to live in -- I had a really nice job that got me into fitness and healthy living, and they conned me into drinking THAT DAY WHEN PEOPLE WERE BRIBED TO HAVE ME, THEY THOUGHT, I WOULD DAMAGE MY CAR WITH THEIR THREATS, WITH MY SEVERE ANXIETY OF PANIC-ATTACKS, AND THE CALMNESS ALCOHOL WOULD GIVE ME THE GIFT OF BEING TOO BUZZED TO FEEL ANXIETY

Well Paul, I didn't call you today but I would like to chat and I'm okay because while writing this, the loud bangs outside my Apartment have ceased and I've written this in silence to assure you, I need to live on the same street as my Mom Deborah Marquis and Dad Wayne Marquis with a marriage to Justine Aragona

Both are now deceased: ONE AN AMERICAN ICON: Joshua Scott Reiss R.I.P. 9/11 passing on, his birthday was yesterday ` ` ` and Mac Miller- a famous singer/rapper Overdosed with heroin =/