The $225 Billion Defeat
Jews Jaws Ten
Shark America Zero
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 225
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
Looking for the Peru-Chile Event
There are no news reports of San Francisco quaking in its boots as we file today's I.C. News report, but the Crack in the Egg, the earthquake pattern I say is announcing Doom's Day in less than fifty years, had more snaps, crackles and pops than usual, like bracketing rounds around San Francisco.
If America had not made a game of preventing the birth of my children, and if my children or their children were living in San Francisco, I would risk making a doddering old fool of myself and insist they stay far away Sodom on the Bay for at least another day.
Meanwhile, back in Smallville in northern California, just south and east of Mount Shasta, which I say the great battle Christians call Armageddon will begin, I have kicked over a psycho-fascist bee hive.
I have told you off and on about the nighttime harassment of me by the cowardly little man who flies the big American flag on Juniper Street.
Of late this harassment has been becoming more and more insane, with escalation following escalation, the addition of sexual orgasm sounds a couple night ago to the usual banging on the wall, and last night, on a cold and wet night, the insane obsession of the cowardly little man who flies the big American flag drove him to bang on the walls of this old house on six occasions between 1:30 and 5:30 a.m.
Consider the insanity of it. Six times he left his house and walked 40 yards to my house with the sole purpose of waking me up, some mad anger at me burning in his drugged up belly.
In addition, another neighbor has begun a separate noise abuse, creating something of a night shift and a day shift team.
In my estimation, this escalation was escalating to something quite unpleasant; so today I kicked over the bee hive by calling the Sheriff's Department..
A very fine deputy came by and I explained the situation to him, and told him I had no proof, but asked him just to keep a close on things when he patrolled at night.
Will do; thank you; glad to meet you; that was all it was.
I'll be you a dime to a dollar that the deputy went to the house of the cowardly little man who flies the big American flag on Juniper Street and in some form or another said, Cool it.
I say this because harasser number two, the day guy, stalked through this property casting angry glances at this house, visited harasser number one, the night guy, for a few minutes, something I had never seen him do before, and the stalked by on his way home, again making angry eyes at this house.
I have been tortured by psycho-fascist Americans for some 35 years, and their response to any response of mine to their torture is always and invariably furious anger.
So let's see what these two cowardly angry little bees come up with now.
Shark America Zero
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 225
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
Looking for the Peru-Chile Event
There are no news reports of San Francisco quaking in its boots as we file today's I.C. News report, but the Crack in the Egg, the earthquake pattern I say is announcing Doom's Day in less than fifty years, had more snaps, crackles and pops than usual, like bracketing rounds around San Francisco.
If America had not made a game of preventing the birth of my children, and if my children or their children were living in San Francisco, I would risk making a doddering old fool of myself and insist they stay far away Sodom on the Bay for at least another day.
Meanwhile, back in Smallville in northern California, just south and east of Mount Shasta, which I say the great battle Christians call Armageddon will begin, I have kicked over a psycho-fascist bee hive.
I have told you off and on about the nighttime harassment of me by the cowardly little man who flies the big American flag on Juniper Street.
Of late this harassment has been becoming more and more insane, with escalation following escalation, the addition of sexual orgasm sounds a couple night ago to the usual banging on the wall, and last night, on a cold and wet night, the insane obsession of the cowardly little man who flies the big American flag drove him to bang on the walls of this old house on six occasions between 1:30 and 5:30 a.m.
Consider the insanity of it. Six times he left his house and walked 40 yards to my house with the sole purpose of waking me up, some mad anger at me burning in his drugged up belly.
In addition, another neighbor has begun a separate noise abuse, creating something of a night shift and a day shift team.
In my estimation, this escalation was escalating to something quite unpleasant; so today I kicked over the bee hive by calling the Sheriff's Department..
A very fine deputy came by and I explained the situation to him, and told him I had no proof, but asked him just to keep a close on things when he patrolled at night.
Will do; thank you; glad to meet you; that was all it was.
I'll be you a dime to a dollar that the deputy went to the house of the cowardly little man who flies the big American flag on Juniper Street and in some form or another said, Cool it.
I say this because harasser number two, the day guy, stalked through this property casting angry glances at this house, visited harasser number one, the night guy, for a few minutes, something I had never seen him do before, and the stalked by on his way home, again making angry eyes at this house.
I have been tortured by psycho-fascist Americans for some 35 years, and their response to any response of mine to their torture is always and invariably furious anger.
So let's see what these two cowardly angry little bees come up with now.
posted by Virgil Kret at 7:34 PM
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