You sea it's getting late, so please don't hesitate

And the world, will be a better place fore you, and me, you JUST weight, and SEA!

The following are notes, to be looked into, seriously...

Hilago
The Point Man syndrome.
Psycho-con-neices and their shrubbery nephews.
Data Acquisition.
Dr. Blaines foot fungu (hey, I started to back space it out and, yep, op's put that on my shopping list.)

Here's Faux's new whirled odor name. FAUX, Fairy and Ballet.

Today, one day after the WH (White House) video feed tuned to the HD Channel, of the Oil blowout. It was there all along, the subscription rate was limited to the elite and puny subservient name tag presidents including h0ur$ (since the ass kickin) promissory note in triplicate with 3, 8 buy 10 glossies and an annimating James Carvell. The end is here.

Promise in the name of rubber stamped policy making have staved off the wrath, immediately to the rest of his current know-ledge, has nothing but praise. Oh, yes he does...

Now AC360@alcia-da shakes lava lamps because there wasn't any crude oil available, nor any proof of plumes. They should all shut the fuck up and show it 24 fucking hours a day without words. PERIOD! FAKE FUCKING CRISES that's real, not a fucking conspiracy and nothing is being done with of which there is more being spent to suppress those yelling far, and having all manner of evil being done against them.

Chris Mathews is more propagand-rakely intent on crucifying Alex Jones psychic and psyche acclaim than to drumbeat any attorney general action against the loss of 50% of America's fish supply and utter distruction of a quarter of America's GNP.. I sea a bad moon a razing.
Synonymous with 40 pieces of silver's of every imaginable deception.

Pissing Down The Vander Slope.

Berni said today that the money they've already absconded oi vay with, that they pulled it off with, will probably hold them, (inaudible laughing, uncontrollably), until the gulf blowout blowback, blows over. After that they have a myriad of other nation compromising to third whirled leveling in their money bag (our money bag) of tricks to choose from.

Alien Invasion
Asteroid Strikes when every one saw a thermo nuclear mushroom before it hit.
Bank failures, whirled wide.
Border invasion and population poverty.
Carbon Taxing again to run the Top Secret ozone generator
Crop failures, whirled wide.
Economic destruction
Epidemics
Martial law (any inferred excuse like, that ring on your finger is the ring to a grenade and they blow your fingers off!)
Pole Shift up our arses.
Starvation, whirled wide.
Tarp (where money is bailing the IMF and european failures who've spent all their trust robbing their associates and the beat grows on. We're next, simple overthrow and money to be made with a rat) wheel.
Tsunami's

Yo, brother Jesus
I will not have any rocks falling upon me nor any of my people. Let My People Know! Boldly, before the throne. Of awe, that is known.

Sew Remember (as in the John Lenon song on the plastic ono band), the media is here to hold our dramatic hands all the weigh of the dead mans walk. Finally the dogs/media has been given a bone they can elixir somethings about. Oh un-just you weight and sea. The media will be at an all time violin level academy award wining heartfelt my fucking god what has happened to America, lead.

Oh, the fucking drama..

We've had such loss of life hear. I gave the go ahead to pullit.

Welcome to the machine.

Run and built  buy the most advanced bilkers of the human species for personal game. Here, the k-new whirled odor from it's inception intended to own this country from the moment it could not be compromised from afar of it's co-ink-a-dental and unexplainable, demise. On the day