Deities liars and bearer bond-age oh my

Neither you nor eye are allowed to drivel over mat/patriarchal notes of world domi-nation and the active intent of the elite throughout the ages. Thank the valor of sages that divulged the royal (payne's, pains in the asses intent) that when they were done colonizing the voild, the spoils would elect them for eternal life through science. I, am hopeful the prophecy of a genetic pseudo belief gone wild gets their lame cowardly asses in the end before our seed rises to behead the bastard mongrels of aristocratic peon sucking becomes acceptable, once more. Their ate each other plan of advantaged monarchs of the realms they exploited throughout the euro voild are be-sinning to become null and void!

O'bomb-ma, you're best bet is to keep you head as far up the ass of the Brass continually, before they start to Ce' the plight of our nations children and Con-stitution. You belong in bar-b-que-d hell! You fucking owned and sacrilegious traitor! The TelePrompTer script writers are pouring in from hassidic-wood. Gosh, I'd get the ones that write for 2 and a half men. You fit right in with the inferior half one, allen! Oh the script is text book anal. Over written and chock full of laughter psychoses! Fucking amateurs! Charlie Sheen makes it work and keeps it legitimate. Maybe that'll work for your script writers? Bring Charlie in and see if your MOJO holds water, biotch. Hence, the damaged mind controlled ass saving by having Sig/Seinfeld return with superfluous money grubbing to help maintain mental control over the knew and improved pixel-ed subconsciously and vicariously weak spectator reality-ist. Yeah, that'll work, for a can of peas!

Yeah, go on wit your "BAD" (ce' now the owner of that word is out, of the weigh and you can use it to the hilt) for your self along with the house that the BUNDS built, even though the Bunds are too good for that level of subserviency now reserved and originally designed and penned for the gen-tiled ones. Awe, to be a journeyman with scruples instead of rubles. I'll continue to bust your mother fucking chops until your throat presents itself for it's mercy killing. I'd suffer you to live because the deception you've been riding is worth you're humiliation against the truth.