Originally posted by michaelbrux
i guess I shouldn't have used my real name and a full length, recent photograph of myself when I became a member.
when he loses the election in November, perhaps he'll find some time to look through all of the data he's collecting.
whoa is me, when he finally gets to my profile.
They know despite the internet 'handle' we selected. But I think 'the professional' has the most facekey friendly avatar around. Classified? lol, when
they re-air that show on the discovery channel, this time in real life, with the black dude showing us how to change our gait etc..., well, he's
doomed. Every drone that flew out of a nuked tunnel will have that image as front profile. It will be as evident as a whale. Facebook? lol, short that
pig. And if chertoff's investment in smart meters gets wheels, you'll have cops coming through your door because the wrong make of lightbulb was
switched on. He wants to know what's going on. In the privacy of your living room. Your bedroom. Your closet. Maybe the gays will get their own forum,
at long last. He even rented out halftime of a football match for his zionist piggies, under obama's watch. Barry doesn't mind one bit.
'Sliver', starring sharon stone, is so named because they have these horrible nano syringes which can deliver a growing web of surveillance strands,
in you body, acting as antennae, to literally know all your senses, intimately. You see, you think you have a 'sliver', but it was just a glass
syringe loaded with anything they want, in this case, a surveillance system that runs off your own batteries. That freaks out most persons. I haven't
had any success using it as a pickup line, and when God gives you remedy, all the Christers can do is say : what makes YOU so special....? By remedy,
I mean God makes damn sure that 'they' see their hell unfolding, right before 'their' borrowed eyes. Snake Plissken's left eye has an eyepatch for
reasons other than being non-functional. It's a little, er, too functional. Just this summer, I took out a baseball mitt, from a dark, unopened for
years storage chest. I put it on, a Glenn Beckert model, and waved my hand around, whee, I'm 12 years old...when I was either bit by a spider that can
live forever in a dark, closed box, or was visited by another weapon at the base of the middle finger pocket. Normally, you feel nothing when they
enter, but I won't put that mitt on again. I could feel something course through the veins of my neck, as I tried to quell the pain, a few minutes
later. I say God damn them. God damn them to hell. I don't care if I were Jesus's son. I'm not up for a world that needs a spiderman superhero racing
about saving calamity. I want action. Rotting tree, quantum string theory action. Because I am, we are, all of us, rotting trees.
Mike...romney's not going to be anything different. It will be bush, stage 5.
bush in blackface hit balls outta the park for them; the race card was brilliantly played, so well that even were obama to outright say he was born in
Kenya, it wouldn't matter. I'm not even sure RP can change anything. He is not likely aware of just what they can do to flatten a man's tires. Nobody
is, except those who bought it already, and most of them are 'crazy' by it.
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