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Tim Wolfe:  “Jimmy was not much of a person.”  Matches: golem. Mentally I was violently shut to off.  I had nowhere to turn, which is why I eventually went public although it obviously did no good whatsoever.   I was told there was a love movement. Gail Burstyn kept saying that she loved me so I took her for part of the love movement.  I was forced to obey them sexually, which was their plan.

Ray Geiger:  For a long time the man was my closest friend but for some reason after he met Lisa Miles he started carping at me night and day about my reputation.  Geiger, Sr. was always capping on me about having a pap that abandoned me. When I scarfed down wifey’s food he’d go, “Jimmy gits it while the gitt’n’s good,” which of course is what Wm. Shirer said about them Germans.

Fuck Biden’s plea bargain. Leslie Katz knew about the neuroplasm and about what Kasperowski had done to me.  It was a Jewish Community joke. Gordon gave me Demian by Hesse to read the first time I met him.  Katz and Gordon were long-time soulmates of Martin Andelman.

When you hear undercover Federal agents in chat needling the Liberals, you know what that sound is, one of those neo-Nazis holding abandoned children in their vivisection labs, is what they’re du'un again.

The military referees kept their distance while the item was tactically agenda’d until time was ripe for LSK to pull her Rodney Toady.

Using murder to deny torture is a little much (Seattle and Pittsburgh).

The syphilitarians behind 911 arose on the hydra-headed winged steed of animism with vision animated by Pentagon-Disney, calling themselves, Warriors!  Warriors! From the chariot of the African ancestors, prior scripted. The call to abolish Apartheid and installation of Obama drowned out the holocaust at Fox/Warhol media.  Doesn’t that scare you? Proctor’s trip is like, wait until you scornful ageists get a load of my Oliver Stone magic act. The tune was called back when Annette P. was luring me to Cervi’s cliff at Coal Hollow diamonda head by Io Me Ne Andrei, which means, your bed is empty cuz Andrea got you to sleep with her, and the fee of the waybill is still pending on the scales of boy crazy the hard way.

In the Zukertrance, after Disney experimented on some Zaire guerillas now sure that Hip Hop was the voice of Allah beamed down from Star Trek on Death Row, the chosen queerbait was ruefully compared to the clitoral gutteral of the White Album professario, the nuance deemed affected, and Reaguh ditta know.  Star Cynic Greg Starkey vowed that Carrie Gister, and Hodge might take a secret plane from Greenville with Dorn Hega the magnificent linguist.   

Only a subspecies from Molina would mock.  Did not Jesus reveal this by the stynspelling of Mockba?  The Gail Griffin has spoken. Karl Marx is the walrus, call him Mark Karl, whose crank machine sent electric shocks through you more powerful the harder you turn, turn, turn.   Mein Gott, the liberals, they will call themselves virgins after an abortion, the enemy ghost within, ow! It’s avenging angle of Karmas! The gearheaded decimator with a mathematical equation for mass murder, no, it doesn’t mean anything, ask Mr. Biggs.

Follow the logic to Punjab, wait and watch little Jimmy, he still gonna perform for us at the the clubhouse minstrel show, a fucked up kid choking on a porno vocabulary and a best friend named Cuppy Coppola.  Trump tripping, he is a big important autocrat of the record spin, but there is something so wrong with Tony Levin it is beyond anything you can possibly remedy. He’s not Dancing Bear, he’s Captain Beyond.