Friday, November 13, 2009

LED YOU TO THE LEDGE; HANGING ON THE LEDGE; LET GO; LET THE FBI RESCUE YOU, NOT ME; LOOK HOW FAR OF A FALL IT IS FROM HERE; TEACHABLE MOMENT; NOV 14,


So when you are in custody; you all can tell us about Beirut and then about Martial Law in the Phillipines when Aquino was assasinated. By the way, his wife and family lived near us; they were being trained in couter terrorism and insurgency; a part of the Pentagon's defense system. I see you killed my fishing buddy's father; then moved your sick stalker eyes to the Marines; my baseball buddy. All of them lived no more than 10 minutes away; all very important and being watched carefully by you.
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Just so you and your spy ring=terrorist plot knows; I admit I led you to the cliff. Do you see how far down and how high up we are? Do you see who led you there and who is going to kick you all off? Get out of your life, got it? Any regrets? Can you even leave us alone for one day after 30 years of this? I do not think you are the police if we have you hanging on a ledge and stomping or cutting your fingers off; now let go. We are not the one in trouble; you are!

When you are ready, you will tell me and the FBI how you got on that ledge and why we jumped off and you cannot or are scared to? How high do you think we are and do you understand if anybody will be the leader of the free world during thermo=nuclear warfare; you are speaking to really seasoned military personnel and leaders? So you say we are in trouble and you are the police correct? I will show you how to hang there upside if you want dipshit. The FBI can save you from that ledge and rescue you now; I am done with you. I have had my fun and ready for another one.

For the record, you followed the most powerful people on earth to Armagheddon and once there; you noticed a problem. You are too scared to jump. Then you expect us to get you out of the predicament you are in or show you the way back. There is no way back; haven't you noticed? We led you there to trap you and kick you; like it? Take a guess why you are missing fingers while hanging for dear life? Could it be we have a safety net or a parachute on and will jump; so jump with us. You took us nowhere; we took you to the ledge and made you look down. You can hang there until further notice got it Romeo? Is your dick about to explode now? For communist and mob assasins; you are not so bright as you thought.

Look how the monkey suit fits all of you; you are similar to the Nelson Mandela of aliens. You are some sort of an alien insect. I have also figured you all out; you love pain and abuse; the more abuse the move you love and get horny. They call it sado-maschoism and you are stalkers and serial killers as result; a special breed. If we take a big stick to you or beat you with it, you actually love us more. It makes you more determined and your conquest more meaningful. If we give you two black eyes; you come back and we have to explain why you do not have two more black eyes. For a bastard, your soul is as good as the devil; the more we abuse you, the more sexual perverted and derranged you become. It is some inferior breed that is bred to suffer and this is how you show love or affection as communist spies or terrorists.

Worse, it is not only the males; females also (like upstairs). This is why after every year; you become so derranged, you think we are part of your family or we incorporated you in our life. So the more we beat you, the more you scream out master and get jiggy horny; a true floozy or tramp. Trying to ignore you is even worse but you call it real power and really superior; imagine what your feline and flea bag females are like?
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