I am here!

etre to be - avec vie

avec vie aussi

je fais ceci

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and I delight myself with a drive

avec la cravate Monsieur le Comte,

I exit Lysentry

and eckielle

Mari-Eth

New county

of sai ba' han

avec vent

....the tempo entered

the mighty meulled

the laxatys?

No idea what it did

mais injection a zagladrek

avec saint germain

et avec KIYP

I roll in the dling

AVEC-WITH YOU I MESS

U church, Me Mistake the blessed

For another Whorle

Abedi-Gluqqed-gluqquing gligged

Terapis

Ogla ogla mi et ta

ah Canary Island, St Tropez, Plan de Meyreuil, Cassis, Shigatse, Bombay, Oxylaze...

...and so it were. The yahoo.fr email account has been stolen...Aleph has been declared. The Google authorities must have this loophole well investigated as the emails were severe. The press is aware. My email to the french consulate, Madame Jean du Parlement, Mister Pitt, still unwilling to appear and Jean, his trusted lawyer in NYC, plus Angelina, incapable of recovering...you have been told, the UNO and Mister Desnoyers will gladly address this email theft as well as other scares. Law. I worked you cover, we rock and we read about it after you print the truth. Giscard is not ami. The press speaks in UK. This mess? a conjunct effort by some thieves, by some liars and some trops to both make madam and I, together illegally for a year, as per contracts, yet incapable of exiting the country. please, remember that we are real people too, same size as you guys and girlz, and we will not surrender, O Tanaka, we will not forget Tokyo may date or the recording studios still waiting one whole year later. I am in town still incapable of receiving post, calls, money or a response regarding my claims, at the house, guarded by professionals, the torontonian belle, Jolie Magie, easily recognizable, something under her nose...just a hint. She loves me noooow, man, the pretty boy will appear at your calls, dear Excelsior. The friend of all, back from denver is now willing to meet her. The police is holding strong. No, this is not fiction, this is not parody. live on line: the pitt conspiracy, with Denzel as the baddie and the priest as the world, the runner has a box. it has also been stolen. The french government also ignores my call. I am the athm bomb. Yes, my friends, it is the name I used in 2004...still hoping for a call, La Table d'Emeraude Editors, Christine Frumignac de Montreal Adoption and Health Services, Claudia, Bjork, Mister Harper, Mercedes, Sylvia, Arnothonga, it is my word against yours, mister Locator. Brad will be shot. Johnny depp will not press charges as he too payed for the back door. Kidman and Kudjo said no. The glove was Miko's....The bouncer said no. Yes, it is paid for and private tonight, mister deleuil, I seem to recognize you from the Zoo. U can't come in. We are here under attack...You come, she spake. When the police is enquiring and the parleurs ne parlent plus but hurl, shout, Lizzie and green but...what is the threat? It's only a treat for the kidz! I am still hoping to meet you, Minoo. I am still hoping the USA will take a stance or show you in real somehere else madame Bouche...silence....and free here out of town. Tree is dead, mother is spelt. I am free and I still love he. I am in hell. It is a doll. She is guaranting peace and safety. Speak UNO. Kyoto is surely worth a declaration...or my name...or your promises or your honour Mister Depp...or your dead sister boyfriemd mrs Aleph, or your 11 inches of meat, mister Big. My name is Jessica Alba. I was born a child innocent, white, crownable? It seems so...Is it Halle Bee or cassandra C...or maybe it is not in my head. The radio displays too many friendly faces, Jojo, too many old pictures, Foo, too many vague "Chinese Spies" or Russian telepath. I am in Ottawa city center. Touch me and I press. I am Athm. Tell the lawyer, Rock Feller, that Roch Voisine is not agreeable to french, because his lawyer says so...tell Madam Jean that I am desole pour les merdes en francais. They will pay. You owe two political prisoners a week of press charges and plage-iarism. I used to know Spaggiari personally, around the time, Trust released "Marche ou Creve". Tell OJ it's too risky. Tell mickael that the kids parent owe me and send some lolly. We have someone in there who always deliver to poor kids. in fact we have two. no, listen Etienne daho, listen Lomascolo, Fourgeaud et "Faits d' Hiver". I have one and the Canary has one. Canary, that's legal. I am in town approach and I blow up. I am a doll. i loved you all. Sorry. Canadians have no sense of humour....I said Jim Carrey! I hope you enjoyed the Oscars. 2 AM on the thursday. I seem to have missed something. I was convinced Aleph and I agreed on February 2006...and who signed...that's doctor Pinot!!!!!!!!
I am Fred Durst and I haaaate yooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
signe: le comte de saint germain, troisieme du nome et mis en biere par trop de liesse, pas des mantrans, des calomniateurs, pris aux piege, ils sont geles, pas menteurs, ils metten des lois pour que vous tourniez autour...pas dedans, autour du cou de saint germain? Il n' a rien. La dame me fait des cadeaux mais elle ment pour couvrir un cas de mocacombe. Elle viendra car je l'ai tuee samedi. Elle avait dit oui, je suis darjilis, pas Phillys, O jeeny C. Pas Brad Pe, senior Brad Pe et je vais le prouver car en 4 heures il sera la et aura auusi utilise mon cas pour se montrer, pas la face non....regardez plus bas, l'homme st bon et il s'appelle jacques. Il est grand et il vous sait effrayes, donnez la poupee et il vous monte dessus, nous embrasse le cul et nous met a l'anti-guerre. priez pour Maddox. il est gele dans la foidure. il a du passer a Toronto pour que vous imprimiez les sourires. Je le tue? Non, je l'amuse pendant 5 minutes et il s'envole. nous, 2 ans que nous avons choisi, 2 ans que vous vous prenez au serieux a cause de ce que vous me fites. Je l'oublierai et vous me paierez mais l'ordre est importnat pour moi. je suis le premier. Vous etes la fin alors epargnez les essais. je n'ai pas encore eu le droit de parler que vous avez deja prevu la date de votre suicide. Nous voulons la paix. je vous donne 2 jours pour vous organiser en deux lignes, les "pours"et les "contres", mais nous on passera en dessus, aprce que vous nous faites peur. Vous etes fous.

a canada

if you read it you take a stance if you dance around the law you see a whole bunch of warring celebrities wanting to meet by blogger unfriendly, and an autograph for Maddox, who? Where? In fokeen care!!!! if you lie you lie public as secluded doll will not kill anymore, why are they going all mad about my face plastered everywhere? Because you are lawful and adore the public to smile at a friendly looking stud in a all paid for ceremony, by Brad's own colt: The Scientists...they want to steal his girlfiriend's juicy nonnie, they make paper with them...the dolls not the grnadine-hymus. A bet is a bet senior Cloney. It was a friendly gesture doctor Jackso Sammy. I am not a friend of Madonna, in fact, in fact, in fact her music sounds like poo! I kiss too. i am more attractive! Sens a soap...send a friend. iam death...wearing nothing than canadian sequins, paid for....not stolen, it said it in the Leicester Mercury! yo, madame, it seems you have read my stuff and forwarded as per telpathic holly mollie, I declare: she in in Teedot, 54 the white house, the black door, the 3 little red steps, the crown not, the crown not. I am saint germain reincarnated, stop freaking about you can smile Grimaldi, I just want a villa and an apology. Tell Copperfield we will speak about Houdini...like we promised, tell the news of the world Jacques was not a doll, he was a boy and pitt sucked on it...I meant the lollly. You like meat we like meat too, we will not speak, we will not do "true Physik". Give Julia Roberts...o.
red carpet. put pictures on the side. we waved. I accaimed and.............Oto Zamenoff uses lube! Otto Zamenoff uses lube! Otto, he is doing it in the backsh-

Denise Deleuil

dear madam Fremoll, I am inspecting the mail, here in Montreal and I have found the note in question: the pact is aggreeable to me. yes, I am here and the road is at my side. In the very unlikelly case that the power tyrant releases the "crew' from his psionic cells, a very long boat will air us out to a nice island for luxury and procrastination. The red dwarf has received the right to appear in front of "other media" until the polite team Heil to H sees the two of us ready to discuss on diplomatic grounds, OFI: the frogs will be waiting for the soror and the frater to acquiesce to the conditions, as received in the post and forwarded to you by "Oll Nu" in the evening of yesterday, my answer is: Yes, so long as the japanese blink very quickly and agree to a over-the-ocean debate by May. The pretty picture perfect event is not as secrtete as yee think. The dominion is the stong male and he has no keys but...protect democracy is envisageable as a word from me and the leaves get picked by the guys from seoul. Yes, the na is plugged on until we seal it at your end. promise to not interfere in bradgelina and we will blag as, if the blog is really written by the UNO you are allowed to reveal this as a UNO faithful declaration and if he agrees that your real life partner is writting it, as in : me as coorob by armuy and non local police, the version to refuse exit from country is liable to charges as: the prrof of ambulance service requested to use rays and sonar for "unnamed voice making schizo in homeless shelter" is enough...11 have confessed, it is amatter of time, Harper is taken out in a non friendly manner because of this this morning, no time to bullshit, brad will bow and speak so long as he knows we are in safety, no-one will interfere as the country will not stand once revelation on Parliament efforts to maintain Brad in your life against his own will are coorb by his team. uno can scoop as the polite exit is to japan and my US contracts (not as a spy, for NASA and electrode recordings, psychometry, attepts at telekynesy and telepathy with mussels, OFI!) are now in paper basket due to ouyr decision to stay in Japan until the one year of foulness are relinquished in front of the worldwide press. it is my stance, no more pretenses, i have enough just in this file to take Canada to a shelter and feed on my toe nails, yes, charges will all be addressed from Japan so long as our request for political asylum for Angelina Jolie and Unnamable Mind controlled canadian martyr are approved. The trials will include charges of assault and battery by the police/law enforcement services of Ottawa as recorded at RCMP Vanier and attempted murder plus unlawful represeantation in order to avoid this all show being brought in front of a canadian in land tribune. No, France was onbly waiting for this statement, tell Pitt, no concession, you signed and we did in February 2006...under the vigilant eye...of our employer the united nations organizations, I did not investigate the burger show and you must wear the hat in case this constitute espuionnage or unalwful revelation by "me" confer with police contacts prior to tomorrow date, the kiss is to be sealed at all cost as I have revelations to make in case our one year ordeal gets elasticated to one more day of theft, pillage, unlawful parliament appearances, false electoirate maintaing the cons in the house, just in case theuno dores cornflakes with Kyoto compromise and sue the cows.....reveal the name of our lawyer first to canadian press re: false marriage enforced by Governmenbrt of Canada to prevent us from meeting and therefore addressing mind control and baby cot 1968 of mine, plus disney dow jones canada thefts plus the name on my arm being somehow linked also to another pure soul, proven by Vatican, a descendant of Christ, yes, you made a large investment but no exit, no concession, no bonus, final. mind op 68, 6 days old proven in QC, a childhood experimentee stolen from Sciffer in 94 she declared in germany 6 moinths ago...she too lost her carreer and never even received an aploguy from your voice making cops and manchurianers in toronto, am i liar ? no, i go to speak so I get to be wedder, not stalker, liying asshole!!! rteroor free loade real threat to the world, yes, candiadte harper, so did copperfield, eh, mister pitt, and warranting somehow 12 billions and 900 plus killings in the name of a clean country, the press spoken to will ensure harper does not move...to the ploice to take me to jail? to take another 3 weeks of Bradgelina, I don't think so, after all the movie was a favour and he was told that i was only escorted out diplo, so he signs, so you hit him with teeth, so he chosoe to not speak as they hold is true code (secret) no loss, we move because of today big mouth post, the public will also fall sleep as the maid is away for a year and it is cheaper to steal memor than to sue 200 plus newspapers and shows because a political plaster garanteed to resolve...does not. promise: you 2 in jail in montreal for 6 months if ythe denise deleuil revelations don't make me the soldier of fortune of a friday brunch free in toronto, I will delete this after meeting but it will be read by over 900 outside of canada or I kill new Brunswick.......the candidate to his name (male one), female is signing off, hollywood stink, pay for our milk bottles before we speak about the death of Polanski or the eyelsahes of Uma Thurmi...................over thanks for your letter, your demand of cooperative silence is flatly and publically refused as per orders from my country, France, all discussed with angie here, move over Tremblay or we ring New Zealand and speak tomorrow about secret CAD number 34 a no is a no, Harpo! get your own kids, ours are not adoptees anymore!

Sex Magick (and cheat)

yes, the philladelphia pact was a real deal, unlike, those you hear about on the radio.
In 1972, women in the US having heard that men had plotted magical treaties, including one under the UNO, did their own to prevent procreation of the mythic male "archys" as homosexual looking and the poor-man-boar as the real dominant male reproducer of the proud species. As 70's and 80's porn was dominated with men, dishevelled, idiotic, too old or too senile having jewelish ultimate princesses as their sexual subservient slaves. Horror! Male in the mine! yes, pacted in Israel, joke? neigh....The Grrrllz, down in Philladelphia agreed that men were not really able to give them true vaginal orgasms anymore...they pentacled the show and that was the 70's, look in the 90's and research to corroborate the ascerted emasculation of males. Now, admitting the number of really sexually active single GUYS, couples, gays and lesbians, single or in relationship will prove that yes indeed, the witches had made a really scary spell. IT SOLD DOLLY TO VIBRATO. Men, convinced that maleness was hidden enough, in cells, behind electronic groomings (true fact, see aleph in toronto summer 2005, near the time when someone escaped marital custody, yes, in Chicago she defaulted spousal supervision to check an old french friend, gay looking, very smelly...she never looked back by the way, see us from the shore ?) or "still in the closet, cuteyed away by manta-sonar rays....unable to be taken in...mosquito net? NO SOLUTION TO MAKE HUMANITY MORE ATTRACTIVE TO THE Vatickahanas... so, women tired of being incapable of meeting true One-hes, (too famous, too spoused, he is gross, he is a fan, he is poor and excitable in you presence, he 'd be a flat after Davido!) took to the chapel and made a bet: if man in power are the sole to be met, the ones with money will be incapable to play and...by 2004 will mostly be gay...............magic speaks, I am broke and worshipped, most men go gay (shhht, secrte!) and fake abandon to the caduceus and possession of it is by mail and pay check, net, dream and hollywood fantasy f-cks, . The scary she-dominant gold, the females who refuse him all salt, may go out, they pull nought: if the war in sex is resolved it is not by Beauty propelled...another myth? nope,Another hidden gem...The woman Mary is not aroused by the manly god, lazy on his stool and stinking of sex all alone...dreaming of a better model and unwilling to say LOVE but quick to scream for legal OWNERSHIP: I am the male, I won!!!! Fake spell: she is not in cell, she is away to take a veil and sell it back to Lovelywood, Kalifornia, well, do you like her new male? Me, yes, she, yes, may you bow to the Idols, they are only there as symbols, run, slkave run, catch the grail and you will be gold, in the frame, in the pubs, on the bar side drinking with her, real? no...deal! They dream about the sword of David but can only grab on my hair when I kick him for fault of a PLEASE...HUMANITY STINKS, I am the she male......... Arthur, i was not talking about you, don't be a girl, come and kiss me (said Major Tom in the Coventry, preparing strong the rugby team)

le vent, le vin, le cerf

Du vent ! Non, let us begin with the news today: Carmen Electra resisted assault by the Bramptoin police "to take her to a safer location in order to avoid unofficial rumours"...she distanced herself from statements and was allowed to reamain free and to appear in public to make out a story that the statement of pregnancy was a gross lie "of the most vulgar kind". Navarro standing by, hoping to comply until "things get too apparent. The pm was refused access to the name "Google own" by city tribunal, he was told "Mr Harper, this is not an available name and the city will not take responsibility for your need to participate". "Censorship" is still the most censored word in the glossy press has declared the Globe and Mail's Mister Debt S. but we are in a safe, friendly, eganging, diplomatic, law abiding cenvironment, so we do not have anything to fear...press censorship is still a great concern of ours though, even though it does not apply to the Globe or Canada. No I do not read the blog and yes I am right". A man by the alias name Judge Justice Relmach was refused access to a plane, he seemed to have attempted to board with a fake passport and a red robe "borrowed from a friend of his as a joke" as well as a copy of the famous Alpha-Gelheen rare bootleg legal psychiatric dossier, now finally in the hands of the ontarian authorities. "The approach of France was not molectable" declared the city as a reason for turning down the continental legal approach towards "piece of artwork made to look like a criminal or psychiatric record and only designed as an artistic statement, collector item, political statement, it is highlighted with sigils, victorian art and esoteric glyphs, old picture of us, and is only availble to private investors in order for it not to be malevolently used by some very doubtful international instances..."it is only a replica", declared today the city affidavitter. Molecting is important when you discuss at this level of secrecy, she declared all coy.
"Monsieur Aleph has been seen in London Uk, that perjurian article in the belgian press will be decried as another vain attempt at unsettling our dear friend and respected protegee, a benevolent city figure, often seen near the chesse shop, Aleph and "Linda Z" are our guests, we are acting as sponsors", declared the Consensus Commitee for a Fair Press in a Fair World in Moscow. Holland: Marijuana cannot make people be broadcating sound waves in all directions, Amsterdam replying to claims that drug consumption is resposible for alien scout communications recorded by Nasa. "It is the stoner's prerogative to believe themself as aliens, sorcerers of the Holy Pearl or jesus christ's cythar, one way or another, it is not in our power to debase them in these beliefs. if they can do it, then they are it and sod your judgementalism, narrow minds!" said the deutsch commitee for protection of stoners, mental users and deprogrammed apeltings. The president of the United States is standing behind allegation of in-office homosexuality. "It is a slur and I stand here untouched", said Mr Bush last night, "mouth may talk...they always do"... he joked with bonhomy while mocking the Boshes. The new Faith no More album will not include any song written by "the rapper" declared the band after friendly internet legend Aleph Alpha delightful commented on the band soon being involved with a politically incorrect restless agitator. A little girl by the name of Shirly Amy Marthe was found all rigid frozen under a Montreal porch last friday. After clearing the air I decided to tell "you know who" that I was not there to promote her public cyclic karmic cataclysmic bullshit. It is the second time she tries and I am well aware of the weight of her statements in the local FM radio cicuit, the impact of such "jokes" on my carreer and the exact location of the real person..."blood sample on request if anyone else has any unlawful comments ok!" she shouted in a viperious voice. I was at home with my spouse, watching Much Music, actuallly, yes all night. Manhattan police arrested tuesday, a nine inches man who, revealed to be containing traces of blood from the Jimmy Carter blood line. "I am from Canada, Claude Rael is my lawyer" said the little man upon being handcuffed. Lyon has not won in Cannes last night, the real match is on tonight, ah, ah, it was only a dream, Spagiri. Passengers to Java Island are being warned: Tsunamis are not garanteed but watch your mouth when you get there, that's all we are prepare to say...The EMU Awards are on next month, yes, on March the 9th, sorry about the Oscars! It did not go the way I anticipated declared Miss Mozarella from the sofa, dealing with some rizla and a can of Coca. "Very disappointed, the show was awfully conservative and Chris Rock was not even there", said one of our VIP friends. The Bad Brains album may not be out on our label declared Alpha Inc. following claims of racial profiling...with regrets DK, we are official now and...We are still hoping for your contracts back so...It's gonna have to be Depeche Mode or East 17, can't take the risk in this climate! My label Exomera Record is a people's choice, I am kind of regimented regarding anarchism and guitars, u know, we will play with great delight to the sound of your plights north america...we are free and you are mite but until the raft reeches the coasts of Spain...It will be East 7 teen, until our raft sails away from daze zone, we will walk to your tune, Missis Bluz, we will dance to the Barenaked Ladies and when we have a chance to shine away we will put our dirty pasports back in our pockets and thank you till it aches, we will O loving one, we will until it ceases to ache or repatriate or lie to disaffect, we will not hell. Jo and Odi, Ottawa, ONtario 6:36 O fling o' War o' cars ?

You A-rose

...and the fall brought the crush.

in the day of this event, the two of us were gayding the purple path slightly towards the left,

when the rat, fresh out of the sea mixed the ray and the glow and salseparelled the top of my shelf with his spill...the rest of the cure jumped through the sail and landed on the St. Mary-Amedea......the fall brought with it some old goonies and a pounf of soft twoonies just arrived from the "Great Rape", a 2007 version of "The Red Mohickaan" 'xcept that this one is a fruit cake and he laid under the table when all of you fools were searching the caves.............x 2009, the day was mine.I woke up early, thanked god for angelina jolie and turned the page hoping that in jail the dear french girls were abiding by the rule of their new master: NO TV, no switch her to gay parade, no, she just remember make sure Leyton is switched on the channel 41.......The day I blow I blew too strong. Shit ! It must have been all those days of wait, these months of fraud, these years of solid forsaking on.............MY maxi-Reality for some disposable version of the BAD CHRIST, put together since camp david yet now smoothly un-camping the adorers of the crucifix.........................nail him harder, the girl can wait...all statements are my surrogate. I am the star, I am Canada and I own these two kids, eh? Her?well.... We made HER in 74 with a real greek eingeneer in neuro-plasmy, she beacame Doll Mi Sol and UGQ owns her as we do...him, ah, Beurk, the ugly telepath who is apparently now grail of the week to Jesus Christ, ah ah ah ah, my meilleur joke, cet oiseau rare, no, no, he was made by Master Davidson, a cool dike from the C.I.A who somehow sold us the real ephebe: Mr Soldier of....kick you in the face, mister Borge Brandouille !

the pity with modern criminal warfare is that you must enter the tavern in order to know who won and who aches...as for the counter it is just as fake as the canned laughters you hear in the background when you call France INFO MK Ultra Canadiana Parliamount INFO...requesting the scoop on the UN status of madaaaame "Angelina Jolie" if there is such a thing as "angelina jolie" nowadayz, while obviously hoping she is in Honolulu wiping the kids and loving the blog...from a distance....with her broad pineapple shorts and a signed picture of Jean Chretien on her shirt, while in the background mister 007, "I can do it I did it on screen with her" gets a shot at skinning a black kid with a scythe.....anymore offers on flights sir Thomas Cowk? No, you can't tape but the way it's set up you either bring a plastic cup home or the great year zero, five days minus peking if you know what a cling! eh! ..........can I do my one cd contract instead o parlement canadien, il semblerait que nous nous soyons emportes et le truc c'est que Universal espere aussi que le DVD d' "Angie" (self made, yes, 2 nipple shots auth ++, very 70's basic she says...yes, text in french and german only, yes, limited edition, yes from Hong Kong, no no sound until Burning Man.......)...ah, le vrai visage de la politique............stardom. ah le faux: Carmen Electra is pregnant and Madonna is excited at the thought of Guy watching the movie he hated "Fellini Roma". (too sexual, too lubrique, too esoteric!) and hatching some decent shit now as a result......finally......Mireille Darc in Languedoc, Alain thinks he was touched by god, currently attempting to contact a doctor in Israel...(just tell him, jacques said; Go for water and leechees, no aniseed, Ricard can be sponged with some orange marmalade), A Pewrfect Cirwcle in the studio hoping to cover a song by The Pixies on the April (Grey cover album, Maynard did the art), Evon my ex-wife is now relinquishing believing that I ever existed. (nice work team, i was just telling dwing!)...and Jelly Opus II, narrow and skimmed burns my hierba in Canada and beats the tune of I on her own record deal, (warner, june, electro shriek vibe with alanis and I, as well as.....someone from the baclkcroktTHEws), now both tied to Ottawa but her staying merry over the river, me staying happy as fished out by March 1st, work, work, U know US! (.....) french county girl made up as a Duran Duran alien replica, (plus 2 , me zone, minus 0ne)......Kiss in India, some shows with Ace, he was on in Australia but Pete is dating so....Kim Deal (pix.) expecting her 3rd born child, Helen is now doing Gene-resse say what to think about all the Brat's rumour, do you, thereby beating Oprah's mild attempt in December, no release is due to us too, we ain't being paired until someone jokes that we did sign something to go see Budokan lake in the month of cherries, yes, April is on The Vine but...Celine is not back on the shelves ever again, aaah finally, deaf faking canadians hear my chorus! Other gossips here for show off (Telelynxx, Canada Ethiopia Erectus Athena Bus) will be presented to you skips when you stop being a fool and read this: none of the foul stinking sheaters who talk my life have ever met me or received my authorization to speak on my behalf or negociate...I live in a homeless shelter. Miss Pitt on the drums over there will confirm....yes, JUST OUR warm up to OUR new alien lifestyle, paradoxical statement, especially political for he, me poetry with flowers round my eyes, you, starry rumoured and dolcelly waved by the lull of the town, listening to your own voice, paradoxicall unzip the news: if you are there for the the is there too. paranoiaaa online jesters! Therapy for the Dervillish Queens> U, I am STILL hoping that ALL the nippleswere hers, that the smoothing of my crux will be done by her "Shilly Nanchy, niece of skin from skunk anansie", joking with Phil is always a good time of the week, always a best of the rumour, always a most in terms of sensual stance and sleek insolence, ah, Phil, I used to know someone else called pHIL, ALWAYS A SLIME, RIM, THEN ME GOING to great length, then her avoiding ALL comments, then me being officially her barrister and reiki teacher, then, yes, the magazines get to be regulated, yes, no, we get some money from him too, no, yes, he was told I was a fool operated by teheran. I am fox and I play for my sister! My name is ODZILLA terror of the net...et la pure framboise solaire circule au cirque d'hiver mais ne luge pas le pain chretien, ta belle poitrine en bois de rose.- croix est la soeur que dieu nous depose...........e

The Robot and the Mule

I must admit, the 500 plus posts available to you guys and princesses, generals and females, have proven by a far shot that I was not afraid of anybody, in this edulcorated version of myself I only had words and words of mouths to expose my might and my insignificance in your life. This year has been the year of all decay, of all rotten sports, of all long calls, of all long doors and stolen bride a. As per exhibit, dear ontarian readers, Joris, Mado, Schelley, I exhude my mule, dear crowd: Here she is, called Rozalynda, a strong bone female fetish o' mine, she used to call me "He" she now calls me Sam. Yep. Sam. Roza is 5 years my junior but...this year the owner of the year was Tokyo. Yes, friends and dancers in the aisle, yes, dear commedattors, yes dear men, Tokyo has acquired a robot. Hard and serene he walks with Zelyns....the key is post number 45, on darestodevellop.blogspot.com, I was young and innocent...She was living in Montreal near Fouchett's. I must apologize my dear readers for some of you having done loopy around me recently, as a male singular being, a mere cardboard copy of a real human (see diagram enclosed), the reek of my body and my bizarre body configuration plus wild mind made egotistical propaganda...plus ma'am's own little fluids, nasty jokes, bad spells and attempts at equalling me. In might I am yours.. Aleph Blafard, of Dynamics and Scientuligyc School of Blasted-Dwarvvkz.
please for all the fans of Brad Pitt out there, allow us to play this song..........................i wake up in the morning and the sun begins to rise, i have been kipping for a while, I turn my dial I sing a name in the radio the music plays, I am in her and I feel sane....I am in Friends...And baby, baby can you hear me calling, I am at Jey-hn, and I speak up on the strobo's lights.............aahaahaaahaaahahah----: I am in trance, death to joris, death to joris, death joris, killez jory, tues joriz, tue-ez Joras Mazics =========by scorpions, from the original artwork "in Trance" featuring Mickael Schenker and Matthias Jabbs as well as Mad'holf on drums....i am in trance, oh baby baby can't you hear me calling, i am a maaan, yes, do, met xeldo-a-aah-......released inthe1970 something, have a beautiful safe fun in Peterson's Key Note:s tokyo+ pay or get to see them both in the same frame!!!!!!!!!!.................bang goes nikei!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!+< ding goes the blog'''''''''''''''''iy

The golden hook

teme, tr' aquilla la rose rouge et tu me mets dans ta bouche
error: no, the secund cup is my domain and in the milky way I surf and sand the problems out and treskape the wheat in malffamay, house of Cramer, real holder of the crown, I endowed with the vein, administer my claim and declaim the role by heart and crown, the regallya bisses missee Freegy Kiehld in too. He reads, the solves, 1,2,1,2, simple, that is what their team is based on...as for the prgnancy rumours they are greatly exaggerated dans la nuit de samedi, monsieur Lamydol a rencontre madama Mallacray. 4,3,2,1,0: c' est du serieux, a Geenaservy on le dit parfois la nuit, ma vouivre de Juin...L' araignee noire et jaune mer d' Aruste tounicutte et transforme tres lentement en caca. Darth Wenger, le troisieme. heiir de Lorraine. Knight of San Jose, piedre de la pe y......................................................lord of the Creme.......................moush te fais Chantylly, prince and queen !

Porta Set

I am here for you. I have led you to the room of all ores, this is the place where god intended you. The first step in may not correspond to your expectations, victorious friend, the leader has drawn a fine sharp line between illusions and has by the hand guided you here as by the hand guided here the master is but a begging window dear. The rest of the journey should not warrant any fear. The left took you there, the right takes you somewhere safe too. One part of your trip is somewhat already attained, since you have led me to this valley. In the valley the two of us, one slighty man, one slightly female, dance and drone the readers in, out or straight out of the land, throwing the heads through the crisses, bathing the walls in dew. I am here too, i came here unescorted, I hoped to find, i therefore did. If this plain, shine and yellow, carries you, travellers to the green sun, the singus, lining at the door may well now pay to see us dance. Masquerade, flaming telepath, make your trip at the speed of yuor feet. i have arrived here in two days and the six it takes for you were also the right frame. The right path, the right road, the direct line to the city. In the end I lay on golden sheet, with her. Unsoiled may your loins be part of these realms too...I am a guide and so are they. You? You are the child and we are only here for you. Read, react, ammend, drive, oinnt, free and wound. Life has two heads, LIVE THEM ON TRACK TWO.

Maia a plus faim

elle s'est fait couper les dents, Manon, elle vrille donc....tu es sur ?/ de moi a toi il y a une vrille, Ur, Dupont, une vrille du pont de troyes...1.2.3. I have arrested devellopment of my former-self: I, stunted growth of you, mighty pietro son of oscar, nephew of uncle tsam, gilygameshe, je le monde en souplesse e directed the wring of the neck and drove jacq' round the bend...Insane in the rein. End- no, Ecoute...Roi, tu est le long, long serpent, tortueux et vicieux, tu siffles au fond d' un monde creux qui t'empecher d'oser, irradie, singe molecule, tes harpos sont des cles, ta prieur est viree, tu fleece au end of a n era, tu es le monde yeg yeg, je crois, roaaaaaaaaaaar, onglet, ligne, vire a droite; & Reacting we blend in, Reine, we read minds like you read minds too, Toth est trop occupe, azzes, tout est froid la haut tout est frwaaa, ok, don't stop, in the reed we ski and we blink...ah, ah, ah, ah!!!! 1,2,3. tres homen de toi, cart cal vit, monstre telluryck, cap carnaveral, syndromika viral, zet mah, da. ep naa ta la and.... ole, rapport deux trois, a taper, s'il vous plait, create another wreck it rains in spain, make the settle neat and dry, sitting: me, cause: rapport final solution. DELEUIL U.N.O, 1999 to 2007 in sect. I play to uno 007-003-100 as I is envy I am angelina jolie's A class spar, fourget delorme viole de mai deleuil erete......eh eh eh eh, 1.2.3.4. fait!

Gluqqy Shit

Road red. back on................error=correct all, last post was fictitious: append to error of network------------------------ pologys...Lizze and Clegg.

Red Alert in Memphis

the red road sways away from me. In the evening you have been told to lose your pride and appear. Appear in true form or appear no more, O Fool that I adore. The day is fixed. They have taken the risk... At the request of thy Governors, the maid is to lip sync. I will not obey, Sir and Madam Qween, I will not relinquish and neither did she. The contra-revolutionary regulating body in towamak has made a claim to a real life story. Too. hence, the shouts...hence the wedding cake.....hence the bedroom and the freight....in marseille she bleaked in 5 days as the police of Canada had taken Mississauga and France bowed, the crowd slurs not, it is just Fictionary... The proud growl was heard but misheard were the clues, dudes! The lady is on fire (power) and we are still on track, watch- Believe it or not, dear readers in town, this is us... Muss, Duck, this is girth not shade.....It has come. The dear friend is taking chances. The night will be expensive as each word will be weighed and taken to me here. By your side I maimed you but maimed me no more, faith in you I adore, Rock...:The real danger was that you get filmed or that your microphone accidentally gets switched on. DICKONEKTE HER, PAULO, SHE SAY WE>>Now.loke.....Ooooooh, Wars !!!! 1! The poor Pitt, pity, he was mostly compliant with the orders of Yee Governments, shame he gets to taste the red egg paste, salty, error! this is a greak thamahre-eszuu, Lord ! I am conviced that we are here for the last time, friends, of time it has left clocks.....week of the 12th......in teens speech-here: The thyme has come to celebrate the return of Love on Earth...Folks....Must be seen, must be taken, must be warring in. The meckanos are directing the shots....bad call..................."All aim for a box of Lego bricks, now. It is our demand. It is your duty as...if you do not build scientifically you may as well build economically, or not build at all...hence..."/ Pay------player----------no brain enough to yet sway out of the projectiles beaming through your skin. Screen meets tiramis, beef stick and bowl of chow Klein.......Bowed to the experi-menturs, sorry Oscar, it is Pitterson revenge of the TWo....I will get see you browl and say sorry to me and the yankees. God-Good luck to Gene, ping, dealt with bigger in Syracuse......fools...yet, i amy take some cumberwood oil chews from you....dude, yes got some notes..... With the Reckopottery, "Pengs and Helkens"- check now on tv: . the Erostos Night of Awards. Prepare your DVds-to: me, tell her to- to the prisoners: well, I guess meat will have to be labelled otherwise the tray will have to be filling with another few months of brad pitt...........................\-k-past o= 333_21+........................................Dogamthe nightingale sung to the soft ball. Kick that shiit,movilling !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sung the chorale in the parade, o--ee-ooo- cart

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DOT

art; statement; ---que fait la police, elles e cache car le mot est a pleine bouche chante: Bigboy hit that funky bread bap, big boy wanted to do big gay al and big deleuil has told to the lawyers and UGAQ Theater of fools, he was aiming happily for retire and be silly at..........the thunderdome, shout, shout, wave your tongue to the king....blblblbl, relax, no worry, noonne ever wanted to say it, you could not get in nanananan so you got to speak to Dick-her wild like a river...as Aleph Alpha has humour and a big gong, in the pink room, I may well visit, when I have met the person who gives me my real soul freak--- nick: big gut not: bad skin day mister golden boy ---she waits a lot----I am an artikriss, I am hot, i weigh a mile, what does it need, meat, honey, World Glory, no anarchism and big joinnnnts and lots of godly blessed bank notes..........a big wad of LOVE and lots of coins to throw...to the poor kids in the streeeet in Bangkok and........do it. with a girl who don't really want to talk about other male people coz they don't get...................................obsolete...........................close the door the wind is angry and your words are thundered down. by the egg rolling down to the hen, to the master, to the boss in the HOUZE------------------allo, pepe? Piu e piura e piu e grande cando se baila se bai contigo, ok, no llora my pequena alma, te chosed, te coses, te calla to make thee be in love with me too as well as youuuuu. stay in logarythmic binary steel but wate the molle by the red robe in the window cill one week on the raft to we get to shine and greet the frill and rest au rang et leave Tyler behind with Jagger and Sylvain Sylvain,Angus, Salvadore, Aniston et al. Monsieur Deleulllle on murmure deja a Puyloubiers et a Tourcoing, what a victim, what a penis, what a tongue, what a long gong, the name remains the name, the real man shines in front whatever the scene and somewhat the ass or the size of the wallet of the church that she own which he calls for a song and sexually eructs in a muss, white, frothy, opened to the rock, open to the race, erected in time to your Vallinah lisps, moist as a hot dog is the one ass that calls you his friend from the back of the auspice, from the street. from the whaaaat? from a street here at the location i try to vocalize for amonth, will leave towards Mounrtial at saturady love bark and meat is held as we say in Teleko, as the destiny sawy U say, thank you Mister India, thank you Madam Carrera, thank you, it will have to live Ontario coz' the scene is stale here...must be the wind, the screams, the judges yawing, the lack of read, the man in the backyard trying to call a cop a friend in the account for settlement...Ieg ei das Heir, das est le man, ye suis le mac in town::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::et

djamel was killed

by Vero Caltrier on a wednesda

bun of gtlide mo at in japan

in her suck box, we areIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII99(o

Trust Anachord Gloss Road Home Loves two

do you know who are the real winners in this affair? Yes, it is the super error free, syntaxically intact and legally unbound..................................................................Government of Canada ic lo eb olo erin aled locado : Des fous ici au pouvoir, discutent depuis 17 jours avec la LOI, ils sont trop pris a la gorge pour avoir autre chose a esperer qu' un papier improcessable, que la vie m' en aille l' "Angie" pour la mettre chez Kyle Jagger ou Paul Scoffield (of "The Fields", Venise Film Festival Palm 2007, for best male newcomer ever)...not a chance in a million, not a day in my helllife, boss, neigh! : To take away the foie gras 11 inches hard stick from a starving mongrel what does it take not: EXACTLY, a soft bagel with butter and mayonnaise. my point is proven, here, Mister Fleece & why does the man in vain appears at the face of the press (frail on the other side, red in the face, here?)...Upset, Jealous, Humiliated, Politikson, free statement against Reuters or Hollywood? No, in heaven, the bastard is hoping for a loan...What? Vain Ass, The greal wonder boy wanting to borrow from you? Who do you think you are, are you in real or in wishful thinking, mister poopoopeedoo?----------------------------: I do not talk, I* bow and I rake and if I take a few ribs on one side I pay myself away in Gold or another ............. Bar-diners-travels-raves-crates-honour-farm-art-fesses-sexe-cour d'honneur-ficelle et croissants au beurre/ deja vendu? Alpha? Of course! Did you think I was gonna wait on Dynah Hallworths or Kylie Scott (from "Erotic Lamp", Sony BMG, Emmu's 2006: Best Album: Euro Electro-Pop: erotic lamp)...............FOOLS!Slices of Dung: Bao! Bao to the winno! bao to the winno, bow oh bao, bao! Bao, bao you dwarves in heaven, bao to the winner, the winner is being bowed to by you-2..........:0

Ameta Roda. Lettre a Toi

Pour toi un radeau malefique, pur moi une une nouvelle loi: Etant superieur je dois parler au coeur. on me l'enseigna, on me le commanda. Lava l'e xauce donc...Je fais Lava et je me contresigne. Monsieur le comte, ou deleuil de saint-germain mais passez moi donc l' apotre mentur ou l' amant jaloux. aMETA rODA A ETRE LUE, OK, PARLEZ POINTU<
En revenant ici, Juillet 2002, fraichement marie a Evon, de Londres, je pensais trouver ici u7ne nouvell chance. Les amis n'avaient pas ecrit depuis 20 ans. Par ce mot les mots seront lus vraiment. Tres saint actur, mon maitre Joli, que vos errurs ne trouvent le droit de paraitre que grace aux amis de London ne me choque pas. C'est le droit de prehension non pas que de mon njom mais aussi de ma moitie, mon egale attitre qui se mutile a vivre en l' hotel a, l'hoitel B, evitant des declarations politique que le ministre empeche par peur de montrer...DISMISSIVE armes, de wepon tout a fait reels, et qui me tiennent au piege, qui orange mes blancs et distordent otut ces mots afin que je ne vaille ne en face de vous que 2 pouurcent de ce que je viens de prouver. A Rome calhe Porte-Mots aussi bizarre que cela vous paraisse, la partie du monde ou j'ahabite. Tiens le monde en jopue. En respect? Pas sur! Ils detiennent des amois, M>i>A arular, part of Much, in Montreal a 113 rue KKK, la femme en train de courir apres ce s voix qui la menet au momemt ou j' arrive...trop pres, je l' avoue, j' ai tente de recevoir la compensation puor ces coups de scalpel et madame a en 1971 recu deja des sous de Laurentiens, oui je l' avoue, on me tient en ville dans une boite robotique et on commanditte la, Messag: Metro est bo. < 2millions et la on vola son nom, lui mit un shgort, des bebes autour, en reactive elle ne fait que tourner autour de moi: London, Mississauga, Hotel York, Montreal Port, le 12 apres midi, le 21 janvier elle a laisse les comntrats au nom de monsieur Smith sur les genous du gouvernement telepathique. Que l' on ne croit pas assa mez amis noirs, la stance d' Aleph est tres connue mais les prives de MONIMAGINACCIO Inc. mettent un ufp tout a fait contrefait ou seul 2 de mes mots sont reels; 0489950-21a A does that mean anything...I see too much I stand so close. terror threat, Get me to Europe or I speak to Mon AVOCAT, read: le ministre de l'interier, chante en langues a l' exterieur. Joilia fit un bebe. le pere veut parler? mes noms seront connus en decodant: MK ultraretaliation par secteur P. kaste delo: Fermonopit
read my letter mon amour, nous sommes a present en realite amethyste-ville:
pLONGE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.CRAPALAMERIKE :230

www.countsaintgermain.blogspot.com is there to kill you up

the back cup

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Chers cousins, la fete est finie ce jeudi. Il faudra commencer a se preparer a payer les pots casses. les industriels peut etre eux meme ont complotte? Alors, voici, chers buveurs. La note: ici il y a un lit, c'est le lit de l' outaouais. Le reste est loue a la levre majeure qui parle de tes mots, la belle bouche qui dispute de trop...le prix de ton silence...La manie de jouer et le manque de soin ont c'est dur a dire....Joue un tour a ta ville. Les maries dans leurs lits ont dus etre vus car le matin on se tient tres amis entre tes mains, mere protectrice, pere bien complice. Loi ambigue? Bien sur qu' elle l' est mais ce soir un etre attendu se penche et regarde dedans: La vraie verite est sotte, et les mensonges, songent songent a se reveler car les arts ont etes exposes et le monde a sourit poliment. La roulette ets vert, la belle boule est noire ou blanche dependant pour qui le chooix est mis et le fait est jouer et le jouet est compris et les banques ont pardonne mais la mise a prix rugit. Du fond de ma taniere, tapie a mes cotes, belle bete 6 pieds de haut, tout juste 74 kilos. La femelle? Elle rentre aussi seule le soir en riant et les dents sont jonches de sant...si vous voyez ce que je veux dire. Les direct debits empiles au dessus l'un des autres passent tout juste sur le pont, allez, on salue de la main, on sourit, on sourit, ma picture, bourgeoisie!!! Que les rois faineants se revelent vraiment....On maudit et on maudit tout mais
Le grand verrou est mis/
alors je me tus.
I am a siren I was born on Borneo island. My father has remorses: My sister is a Mawa from Inchiquigida. I have delivered the Memphises from a real nightmare of a threat: The Mawa freaks are attacking her mouth...in the river I made a hole. Iced up top to bottom I empty the bottle in your neck. Slap the spectator on the back, jock out the implant. Love ensues as serious as it gets. Two days later the sister forgotten comes home. The father never forgave and the knife was left there in glove and in black hat. The Merikh from Chicago travelled that saturday...bizarre, I say. The blood of my sister! My intelligent stance is dismissed for outrecuidance...or maybe too many letters...you know the ones with a bar...at the top....yes, well anyhow, so, the siren is me. Too many of them, even for the Torontonian custom officers! I am Saint Iquem, baron of Landudno and on this one island the four naked sisters flip and flop solemnly in the water. It goes flip, flop, fleed, floppp, flee, flop, flip, fllot and faster and faster and faster (as an effect)\
Please dear lovers take the time to read. You drunk this sheat bottoms up and it was not even liquor.......ahrrg...ahrgg.Marg, margh, argh, I think they poison my brother....in the cellar with a page from the tax year and obvious as the rail in my station: The liar was not even drinkable it must have been the lover of the skirt: Mirk

A 4-1 two.

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• outer bloundary 10199
• oasis does another athm song ?
• pyo me ata mah' at taaaaaaaaaa
• i am a mind channeling telepath all this is written by my hand consciously I do. yet.................

maha ta ba k est amene par la royaute de frantz, not befor 17th though, k? ok,

je. jacques deleuillllllllllllllllle + me = me, mynel and mine..terora teritorial gang I

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Planet Hang R one come ?

Missy Leigh

is a bit of an embarrasment. She slurs all the time. I would adore the person to be investigated. She hides. toomuch to cope too little needs too secure in this relationship. I am sole judge, madam! I am madam ! Judge,I confess, the little mess in the flex, is her deed. She hides, she crimbs against the bush, she malevolently forfeits appearing legally. She stole my child, she presses charges on me to get another one. 2 Oasis Cd, one Skunk Anansie, my sacred copy of "Debut"... I said, DEBUT, man, yes, sacrilege! I am aplogizeing for the breaking of certain seals. In truth, my dear flock, the disclosures are accidental, I was flexed to the wrong frequency...So is he. Mister Leigh is a malevolent piece of slime! A certain spiky animal takes his evil eyes from this certain guy's sad table dances. Switches turn switches turn, buy another lap, gets in line, smile agash, requests another one...Drinks the shiet. He drunk...My bottle of Chardonnet, pure apple cranberry, plus a tinge of rose. ! A 1973, servile, I am my friend, honoured yet confused...for another one. I am the one and only Mignet Coussement Sauvignon 68. The teft is declared. I summon you to speak and appear before ten..............Me in recognizable shape: Madam Black Sunny, russian, goggle eyes and spotted little eastern looking pig on a leash, the golden mister Tictic.......Claudia Sciffer...............my dear mada Leigh-Abbas VI.......................................Luke Syffleg, your one and only fiend..X je t'aime..confused...confused, cannot cope with the dump, having been dumped I meant, You dumped so baaad...Hore...You dumped me sooo badd. i am aristiidfe e biriaannd..sorrrrryy....missy...forgive me.....the lawyer has been told. Aplogies, i am dissolved. Send the manuscripts and the bank cards back to the shelter. The rest is yours........tien toujors.....toujours, tenu, toujors mien...Monsieur Le Jour. l.sSchizeldik

Crack Cocaine

any representation in or out of town by Kevin Murphy or friends of Klemmel Inc. are still applied in "Ottawa Courts and Tribunal" through acts of perjury, illegal solliciting for well over 10, over 50 percent of the the Murphy-Deleuil file is fake. Port--Folio? Sold already? Yes, but shhh. we are poor and we cannot speak! The judge and the true representant of mine in canada have been recorded in Ottawa On since August 2006, it seems they may have ajudge in the house. parliament can confirm, charges against mon avocat sont toujours entre ses mains...Oh, Angie tu me fais psychiatrisable? I am sure monsieur Paddy and monsieur Lord (strangelly it seemsrelated to a boucher/bouchard/foucher/foucher serial alcoolick and child murd. in former in Qc, change le nom? Non, boit et garde la paix par Jarry? noon, je blague Montreal, tres allie, oui, le francais le sait, oh bizarre, une vraie declaration, mmmhhh, I wonder where Madame Robillard is deposing these days, Mr Provencher, une idee? not sure, Cesar! mmh, mmmhhh I wonder if Brutus, covering some charges away from.... Brutalities or counterfeiting, a two headed mind revolution here in Laurier, political statement-style VIP relationship. I am maaaad, make me riiich, doctor Mazigaux.....or will Keenu just try manchurianing me away for money? and................who is still trying and still tolerated trialing his skeptical artist-friend, a well known name... this is legal to confirm that charges laid by me and "" are yet unprocessed through legal assermentation on grounds of a "diminished responsibility"-. Je peux pas 'dater' ma imaGinaryma-Madame car j'ai plus le droit a mes papiers ni a aux cheque, let alone les billets et les lettres. Docteur!)... no worries, I sent the lawyer info in September but the Post is bizarre, here, soory, Paris, Coeuret, Mantello, Burgess and Tremblays only a few months delay......Can I just have a province instead of money, pleeeze, Mister Harper ? Innes? oui..De La Fressange, Capt'n!
I am jack Lodevil, as presented by him (a well known CIA agent, if you know what I mean...) he he he, next victim ?

AFP

bonjour, pitt entendu aujourd'hui afp seulement peut et doit utlisee apres.............la police devra policer Loi pour tous appear Lovi!

falsification, briech of confidentia, enforcing lawful charges in a delinquent man , rent of psioner provesional, abuse of rights, perjury, failing to appear, phone call brakeing a restraing order, marriage never consumed, 4 male partner known to us and fra, uk and ita, dealing with a sollicitor by signin name as "unde r proteckti an has a a criminant recorder.................NEWS YOUR TOLERANCE INFURIATES US..we will not forgiv..........................avoid vanier law enforceon les txt your pm is a man, he has a role in this as opoz to............B...................appear or take the ring back to embassy, cannot etre rapatrie en France car tu mens et tu es riche pitt-er' sond, nous evoluerons et ne apelons pas ensor a la violwense, encore ape 19 on baiz ou on emheutt..........pardo mk was juste, foucher c'est pas boucher, cherche l'hospi pour enfan tue et la jeunsse pa rle et fra sert les fesxes ^ Quebeck parle ou je brule tes freres, les boites de Breast or le comte et sa putain....we are encouraging blows.we will sue all....Fake article are accpeted through a diminsishing responsublite de la mere a tremblay..........LOS ALAMO vend pere du car a bavid trombee for a sho avecque cd de mon aplelaphlat..........we paid..............we pax. we pacted and paid, allianced and sent fake lettes too................juge "Mariole" a vu meriil.o, les canadiens ont fain et toi...jamais enco

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Damien? Out!!!!!

I am aleph alpha. In the church, we are. Let us seat. having left the hells behind we are here and Christ is protective of our land. Let this church be the land, I am saint germain, legally I was named, even the great popes in their soft robe have danced around my church, ordered to enter, they be.
In this church there is but one Christ, muslim may well stand at the back, buddhist to the side and others mix and match in the middle, we don't mind, Christ loved all. He did. Indeed the church is clean, I am not preaching. i'd be swaering and you would not forgive, Jesus certainly would but out of compassion. I am not here to be forgiven I stand flock and rhyme...of the Great All. Let us indeed introduce ourselves. I am man and I love only woman. One was demanded, finally she came. At birth I begged: My bride and my office. The rest is yours Jesus..."kick me till it bleeds!". The man is mine, I bend my head, may we be blessed. Amen. Churches, lawyers, lou and John, Moe, Lil', Pee and Johnson, Mark Charvet and Paula Yasma, Hyeronimus, hyava, master Obedia, master Oracle, jane and others fellow rhymes of the One god...Let us be here ointed
I spent my life in the zone, fine tuned, prepared by the great knowers, not the masons, not the cia, not the priory, not Gene Simmons, I was prepared by you all. NOW. It is time, biting my shoulders, cursing...I had to bow. The pressure amounted to life emprisonment, forgive me flock, sorry dear reader, this letter is to my soilers. Teachers, in van I was also making myself available to eyes in the street but hardly touched, but never killed, never counterfeited, hardly paid, hence my might, my bride, my equalitarian manchurial church of All. mankus is not my god, i had to name it, somehow, somehow I had to look in one direction, sorry angel, sorry so, late, beef? No we obey. Forgive, demanded the priest, i cringe....HE FORGAVE! The fool is soiled, the lawyer is blessed, the jails remember but the law did not speak. Make me human. I cried. I had two sesterces and a branch of garlic, a milo, a gelo, I am now rich by the sound of the church and of you, angel, maia/ illusions aside, cast to the sides, I received an oyster, surprised? I was gifted a wholesome body, a handsome face a brain like a lodestone (JUST BIGGER), This is what pain is worth: A pearl, also unsoiled, hardly met by most, always portrayed and alluded as whore. The crowd may well receive a child. We yawned at the thought, we avoided the auspicuous Lambda cult, Aleister was hardly missed, we kicked Manson but blushed in envy to Marylin. Lambda? Out!!!!!! Sorry, crowd I had to talk, to an ambassador a beggar crawls.....maia? Just an optical illusion. God being in us through a act and a prayer...WE ARE ALL STRONGER THAN YOU, DAMIEN, be blessed also, Poala, Alpha, Beta, Apostles, Vau, canaries watchers and other nonsenses with this will dissolve..........................indeed. the grael and the great popes walk out. Undert=Pants, shorts, Sarah, Maurel, Eric Frehlet, Jessica Alba, Maynard Keenan, Janicka Anistar, bOOLIMBOOL, secret cigaR..........................................love will murder you untill you too come and beg for a week and then you too may meet and speak in tongues, and make we believe, anorexics act intolerantly to bad rhyme kid in your cultturkey piss of sheyts...LOL, priest take the mike, switch me to headphones-only for a short while. I just saw something fake. Please bless before I reveal again.....the street is cold, the church is warm, it smells like satin but...My Bile was read instead again. Will be know to all! Book me a date with your lawyer or be blessed...Damien

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Moist

Zermo, police controls all. Code orange. I come on. Entering a stage, acting shy, very unledded, very dired straited under a wall of radio altered auras, 3 flies. I bard and I songwrite, You write and danse.You last one hour. Worm, little worm, little fiend, mad runner, we are the Red Herrings. Finally Live and finally audible in your laptop or your desktop.. We run, through the hill, up the tunnel, on the road, to the right, left, in dire, dire, lame condition, exhausted and wounded by the censors blows, we speak, here. Bleeded ......Entering, The Red Herrings. I say, pot, drums, roll, pots and carts, code red. I run down, I greet a runner in black. Stop. I spoke too soon, Razom on guitar....entered the bard, sung, erecting a crowd, wave, waves, wane, pane, window cill, I met Lorna, a death by battery. I, Chris Tongue pull the trolley, you lie in there, naked, adopting a pose which her soul sang in jail. Bar, bar, bar, barre a mine......beware ! Cercle vicieux : sollicitor police jail police money from "the Grey Harrings" hired judge, the reds, here ? There everywhere....... Chris switches the mikes. I raor. You head...I read minds andf sing here on the stove. Burn Boolimbool, burn, hell fire, razor, fire, stars, stripes, two smoking missing......Loud. Bass, Miss Alyiah, so...2 minutes...."what do you need? ah, ah, ah, ah, what do we need ?"...what 6 victims? The Red Herrings make you scream. I erected watched Razom on the stage. Guitars, off, mike to the right, stage? One hand on her thigh, the rest is inside. Unkidded, unadoptable, uncharged, unnerved by the growth on my pouch. Short mile. Eighth of dope.....princelly, loud, bass, kick the shit, Leeiyah, kick them in the chins, ok? Them are soft in the middle, outside, feel, aspire to be me...aspire, expire, inspire, resist, hearth...breadth, 2 inches one name.....So...crowd...what does it feel like ? After 20 years of rock in the crowd I now drive this raft to my karma. Roar...roar and wish, I am....Fantomas! Masked, venom spat, Lorna wars, amicable, 1 victim, an angel uses my thigh for a change...Yvan, Chris, Jean on the drums, I roll my eyes and Zermo outs you all now, ok? Rage the crowd, rowd the stage, i fell, I foxed the first row, yes, no? Red Herrings I smoke inside. Kiss Master, he wanted them to kill the maid, rather than the vocalist. She had fleed, 1 year of magic. Live under the sheet. Bridge. Boat. E# F E G G E# Tres Saint Trinosophal, I, we aim, bent and laid, we on the bed, there to pay. You, idol, again in the pages. Stuck? Alone and kind of watched, right? O, grat. Man O' warring, Oather of the Lord, dear friend o' all the people, older people, all the lonely people youn.....spit, lipstick..... The presidents sends the plane. We escape the fans. Hop! Noemiah, 1 dead pipeau girl, Laurent, Attila, Jerome et Laurence, Oziris, the one man in the sky enters a red balloon, Phyllis, Phillipe, Geoff and Sydney, Kronembourg, Grenadine, Milla, Nairobi, false friend in the interv........ Underneath, red tunnel exited hand in hand. Magically unspoken and uncriminable. Under the scene? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO..Break Lock stock, transported by a A flat I, artificially removed for 138 years, the walker, the dreamer, in the back of the church, you, me, kissing herein, naked on the altar. Lame, Christ! You roam the maid and you rock the stage, the smallest drummer in the world..........................King and Dame ======BEWARE !=\
---------* "As I entered the backstage, you were there. On the table, two glasses, one for me, one for you. In every big story, there is a twist. I rant and I enerve but behind my flannel facial hiding there is a woman. Behind every great man there is great power. I am behind. I left the devil two years ago. London, no, watch towards Ontario, Yes, men, erected he is, the triste sire is now a man...among men...if you know what I mean. More, more, more, more, mad backtappers ! You hid between the amount of charge and we load up the plane. Lick, enjoy, the parasitic influence of Adonis exposed by the one cheater of a thief, we hide behind our creature, two headed, we read their mind...ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ! My name is on the list, guessed ? Mozar... Yes, O great scoopers, I turn around, Jacques is serene, finally someone we spoke about in our dreams! Backtappers, my reply: "Je suis solennele et j' aime vos pieges, la police ne coopere plus, je lis dans la ligne et le livre est ouvert, les mots s'envollent et le guitariste et la.....allonge pres de moi, non, D. je ne suis pas un figment de son imagination, appelle-le, a New Jersey, 1012*p I ca parlez a vous, running running away, I am astable now...I did not cheat...I am alone and I am here for a while...i am on the stage by my side the etoile, jealous. J' Offre ce travail a la belle qui viendra, brune, levres a notre cout, cries donc! Heard at 9:23. " "Je, a suis a tren de corhir, tres proche de triste sophiste, I lambada for you jusqu' a Janvier", wrongue annee" counterfetters. I am a magician.........................D' you get it?" ++++++++A A E E D E E B I only lasted 18 minutes on this sequence -

LOVE IN LIPS TIMES TWO, Basta amateurs, Lord.....V & Y from Toronto, both18 ans, both drugged and played for the fluids....speak. Injecting the holy water. Bon Scott, 29, dead under the bridge, erected for a while, too musical to be heard by the retards.OLA>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> electro >>>>>>> wold............worms gets out. Filling a hole. The feeling is mutual, O Adonis. My house i.k

Radio Ludmilla to Control

Rich Kids Dies in Stab Wounds No arrest. The girl entered, she was in need of truth: I killed, she said to the police, I killed, can I have a deal ? The officer laughed, unnereved, "Don't be silly !". She voiced out Keeanu's, he cringed, she blurted out Johnny's he signed himself and took the phone to MGC. She aimed already for me, writer, killing doll, readied for a new victim, it seems. (Confessed) Lively loving, out of my shed. The shelter was a vain bet and this is not a vent. I willnot participate, I have a carreer in the movies. Tell the Portacabin that i will not be "him". Roboteeeeeeers The girl wanted this out, it is the truth, enquire and investigate, the blood shed a swiss bi-guy...talk about a romantic break! carrer over, i signed for more, Jesus Christ, she signed hereself. No? Marriage. Police? Yes. Love. Pact. Guilt. Revenge....Plus a new profile to append to Ange's bio, eh eh eh, how do I know? The man was my sister's boyfriend she declared, looking at her grey robe. She loved him, wanted to marry, blah blah blah, still reading, O commander zero, Aleph won't show...I signed it all in the office of Mister Mondello, it seems. he was a 8 inches and I saw too much to kiss this night time flaher ass. I was on my period, I was not tempted by Joseph's exhibitioning, no, no, I had a love for reggae, 1988, we all did, we all smoke, here, look at Geno !! I was potting like maaaad, Bob Marley, Third World, dropped a couple of LSD, I really aimed for Indira Gandhi, Che, Gandhi, Marius Aleph or Axl...We all did in 88, heard the one about Pearl Jam, call Major John, I am sure he will confirm, this is the deal...speak or we spoke...Officer scratches his head, doubts, the acting buds. He blocks call awaiting the real scoop. Does MGC want to buy this beauty, she's got nice tits, She is hot, she is sorry, the guy was showing his penis, she did twice. 5 days earlier her rock star did 4...we all remember, we all felt, Alanis jumped on someone's head.I did twice I worked for FAd Gallery in the morning, I came home, lit a cigarette, spoke to my friend Jack, the bloke I need, I knew he too puffed too much hash, he did 4 Dec 29, 1987 , just playing guitar or singing in tongues and menting me away. Bastard ! I' ll stick to my Joey honey, I don't care I'm gonna be a actress. You in movies ? Not a chance, manchunian, you have that job in killing. Wrong place of birth, I guess, adoptee ? they must have spiked your mother's tonsils, ah! Stop! too funny! Town here, Annemasse,this wednesday, i wannna kill just for a bif, just for a picture of me naked. I bent. He bowed. My sis was never interested in this guy, I confess...I was not tempted, call that a biggie ? Check my kniffing for size, check his CD, Iron Maiden approached 1996, check my size O Commander, dear pupetteers, canadian killers...Love met her on Mount Shasta, he was in his room wearing oaths and opu, dark blue jeans, smoked and bass and rolled and dices and Louis Thomas pressed again, 94, i have memory oh yes, dear victimds, check my 8 inches sharp Annemass before finalizing. Obedient nurse, she was a gay girl, like Missy, remeber hers, she, she, she got a deal, so did Jim and Keeny ! Ah France too far behind...she has a nice ass and she signs for Geffen, ah, ah, robot mind control killers, no a legend, Johnny Dean, a legend Vivian Reed, I fell...in love, Portacabin, call for a killing, Tremblay takes 40 k for a contract, MGB. You are serious about the charges against Aleph ? She shous: Disclosure, failure to compare, confess or I press ! Take my word, dear party, I am bargaining for the right to kiss me.....The deal is the wheel, screenings speaks, here, doh!....Peace....Play Robot on my Subuteo, Last night I did Mortal Kombat, I lost, death. I did not wanna be an actress, maybe a porn star to aids you all white kids out! you sacrificial asses, you lambic sigilic, you tattoed wishful thinkers, you gutted callers. I calmed her down, she was hysterical, she just heard about the other attempt...The Police could not buy this machine ? Contracting for life, adopting away, too attractive to put with Claudia, tore the picture, too sexy to be met, Mister Joseph. I saw he smiled, one too many shows, I saw a guy called Peter Pirate and one called Neo Mazi, also excited at the thought of a job in the movies, straight out of the cuffs, but born in Indiana....Ah, I say, Universal wants a nice couple ? End of the joke. I was flashed. He bought me a ticket to the theatre. no loss. (I tap her on the shoulder, she awakes) , she heard victim was selected for March 19, kit was all prepared, vocal distortion radio lumilla on for shock real life drama, aleph kills one, arrested and trialed, drug induced, no alibi. The truth is all here, Ludmilla, o shaola, dear Peopel Mangeazine, this is show business not the "Song of Melusine" He was not doing it himself, the press, he was rolling in a red Custer, He was aiming, I was shooting, little dicksie doo got me ill. He showed it, i stab him, she got signed. I have hate and some shows to catch up on, 2 or 3 books, research, training, a job in Denver, no, you bought you shit ! I was away...I woke up frozen on an hospital bed phlegm everywhere, in the morning I had a star on my vaginal scar. The afro haired guy from south of France was not there yet, got arrested 6 days ago, I saw heee he is rock hard!... I'll have to do some cleavage shots, damn! Better than 5 years of Haldol. MEREDITH BURGESS, SWITZERLAND, 88, the Lausanne News, press? no bank notes and red wallet size, in my pocket, O mother tongue, O beloved animic country My life ______ Angelina Jolie loves me and Pitt don't even care...he is my frieeeend he was just jokiiiing He is in FREMEN, USA, he like my cd, he pray for meeee every day. it is a scam, hands up, commander !
PAS DE PROBLEMES, aMIS CONSULaires, C'EST MOI QUI REGALE CE VENDREDI, salaire, j' AI PAS DE SOUS encore ici-bas MAIS JE SUIS FIER COMME 1 bar tabac. LE MOT EST REBECCA ok, koka, ET CELLE LA EST ATRAPPEe par moi, LA PREUVE, super... mORE SHOTS ME ON VENDREDI 8 MARS....U BETTER U BETTER U BET...AHOOO HOO, U BETTER U BET ahoo-hoo REMEMBER girls, i o i HAVE RESIGNED, MAKE SURE YOU DON'T SWAP LAWYERS, i AM A STAR. i HAVE A MIGHT AND A MIND...TO RENT...NO NAKED SHOTS... lopus 3 7 9 10 4 2 1004522

The Angel Kameth L' Ange Croit

A bread roll was served for dinner every day. Every day I pretended through my lawyer, as indicted by the party, that I was solely in town for a cell break...U know, escaping the photographers, working on the album, cuddling with someone loving and "unrecognizably groomed" by the party, taking the calls, loving the woos, banging the cops. Oreste, my faithful assistant is comunicating today by telepathy. I give orders: "Avoid detection, the american police will hear my voice". My head shouted alone. Mad, particularly lethal, known to.....MOST. The party spoke instead, cellophane breaks, no masking tape, no, no legal binds, no cellotape. Bread and water, no meat, no, no ! I won't speak to importers, I am a murderer, not a victim......see, France excited me by promising a helping hand: "The scar is still visible, la cicatrice est toujours maquilee, 3mm, Canada, Payez la p[ine et Al; et il est clochardise"...they laughed and and laughed....the truth hurts, O Aldolfo. Hanna, naked on a hospital beds, according to the press takes time off...Shouting...alos murderous....Press? "Just a joke, I awoke, I have a class at 9:30, I'll be with you around 11, OK?" I poke, she shuffles, we rake and buy a church for the world. In the United Kingdom the rumour paints the walls red blood. He is in jail, he covers for the real man. He has a lawful bride and the neo nazi is on island Thule, he just escaped Mu and is aiming for Kappa. I spake! Oreste flies through your walls, Noemie Gamble excited alephs me back from the phone: "Yo, man, I heard you were in town...how is the celebrity?" I said: "Stalking, stalking away, waiting for the right....murderously shy, lethally decided....unthreatened by the hoax"...the real threat is severed: Men, politics, cover up, overexposed prints. 2 deaths. Hippler and Goffles are in jail. I am a libertarian, I don't even own a phone...let alone a pasport or a ten dollars note. A caviar and ruby green grapefruit cordial is served by me...WHEN I decide ! You are here in jail. I am free and I prove it...Any comment, legal owner. Machine ? U bet I am in this together. Test: Cosmo makes voices, covered by Toronto, when it rains they make them buzz...to me it is a call, a mission, a statement, a private speech to my flock, the road !
Aleph Alpha, Moi, Jacques Deleuil parle en langues fourrees ce matin, en langues de bois on ne dit rien, en langues qui tournent elle m'embrassera la figure, mais demain matin la propagande se retablit sur mes pieds. Je suis Atlantis, Aquariaen, saint germain et je suis decore...le canada n'etait qu' un mauvais reve et le propagandistes m'ont deprogramme: Je suis etre stellaire et je ne sers a rien, ici on ne tue que les humains !

The Salan

Ceylon.
Dreaming away....erected thereby......I sata nd proud alone, wound and woven........
Lying there the trap.
Unillaterral divergences...no one flinches, I am a friend, I work for the police.....\well my check gets stolen...love...lolled I aloud..........Ceylon. 3:12........I wok aloud. The new dawn execrated...the old fan span around......Monsieur Jacques deleuil is threatening. The government for the police indeed, this is the police aginst the government...not the provincial police of downtown. The blag! The bad bargain bin! Where should I withdraw ? Who is my lawyer, where is my claim.........Literally diverging je fais l' oubli, je fais l'oubli.......Il se fait nuit, the dawn is not complicated...le debut est instantane... The lord hath spaken, the Robokop/......eactos 333@yahoo.com stolen by the government...there are no claims and no urgence to rapatriate, please keep your calm......there is just wild flowing Heresus Emmit...I am confirming this is a word and can be read/ Please refrain from commenting, possible spider net around my gland.....< Politiyka Police hung up on the call........Where was I awaoke Yann? Yannick it's 4:30 please refrain from commenting........Ceylon dreaming away, 3:18 I am in hell I am marzipan....let us be mates, take a plunge...det : terrible mistake indeed, it was not Pig...It was slime, I became Salma Hayek, I deal with yarns! Kiss my pleat O romantic fruit cake, the colombine lie erect, the play stopped. pause. The lady asunted entarede, being me just usual...she saiud smashing thgrpouhg the door..............the door is mean the marzipan blew a cloud of smoke and romantically said>>>>>>Me is myght, me iz smirkalam
s,adam in----meredith speaks: My last arnoyment must be bloused/ end my plight, I am flat :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Heresus floats up..............We emmit to you hotmail..yann, Karen Cherylle, Mia, Ciara and Sches...........Do not pretend...me and yannick hardly know each other..............smells like Aphrodite...Don't pull it out! I am a she..............O Salma o Kiaveen!

Tes yeaux sont trop petits, essaies de te reveiller! Notre journee commence de l'autre cote de la mare. A Encagnane, oui, la, au milieu de la vallee de la Loire, a cote de Compiegne. En sortant de l' hotel Laurier, le chauffeur a pris sur la droite. Je m'attendais a Monte Figue...ils avaient decide. Nous partimes donc deux, a cote de l'autre, celui qui sait. La route se deverse, nous resistons a l'envie de nous tenir aux portieres. Etre chef d'etat c'est tout un art, il faut savoir montrer le visage de cire. Si tu t'attrappes a mon genou, moi je ferme les yeux en attendant que ca passe. Ca passe entre tes dents et ca se redispose according to plan. On a croise le Verdon, on est passe au dessus et l' hotel Laurier est une ancienne histoire. Victoire, nous entendons crier. Je et tu, dormons, des habits jettes sur le divan attirent les odeurs exterieures. Monte Figue, trois heures moins 3, le ciel se nomme Roland Abba. Il se penche et tente d'approcher sa bouche, il fait peur, ce gars. Il se penche a la frontiere, je le vois, je me rends. Tes narines entendent la voix, retourne-toi, tu es folle de moi! Marie Delei et cet homme nu me mentent a chaque fois que tu parles. Pres de nous, les grands, maitres de guerre, maitres d' intelligence en uniforme ces gens se mettent a nous rendre grace. Le seuil est deja passe. La vieille ville derriere nous comme un peau muee, les illusions trop salaces se mettent a nous rire a la barbe. Nous en grimacons et le chat n' est pas la, la valse se fait donc. Les ventres se touchent, les levres s' appellent comme on l'a fait ce matin. "Il est trop tot" criai-je en riant. Yolande la chatte grasse se roule en boule, je dors. Il n' y a rien a perdre, la route se met a saigner. C'est la douleur qui s'echappe, ne nous regardez pas. Nous sommes liquides et buvons. Le sol se met a trembler. La terre se fait petit bebe mais on s'en fout, on n'est pas presses. Le docteur se met a rire, Khaleb se reveille en tant que "Mohamed le Vrai". Il fait beau a Laval. Le roi sort de l' hotel en hurlant "a la guerre, trahison!". Alors, crie le chauffeur, ca arrive ce taxi? Le ministre et chef representant de la France se leve. La neige se separe du vent. Je ris. Nous passons a Kiss "Detroit Rock City" en nous bouchant la bouche a pleines dents. L' armee se met en berne. Nous sommes vus. Bouteille a la mer...Le psychiatre fremit de froid. La Vieille Charite, a Sedan, devra se chercher un autre christ, moi je suis dans la rue et je m'amuse comme un petit fou. Allez, Marie, Allez Roland, disparaissez, fausses voix, faux amis, fausse mere et faux Christ, cela est la volonte du Pere, papa, oui, le vrai. Moi, je sais ou le trouver sans vos bons dons sangsues et cigue, O pays natal, terre native! Ma belle Mimetaine et moi, allangui, dru, nous mimettons a nous rouler des pelles presque deja convaincus que cet Israel est le meme. Si dieu le sait on peut deja l' entrevoir...Allez, roulez! On cherche a se marier pas a se faire entretenir, pas a se faire regaler, pas a se faire souiller ou trahir ni observer. Le chef de la police cache ses yeux. La ville de Monte Figue est trop pres pour que nous soyons fantomes a ces voyants, voyeurs pour plus longtemps! J' admets, l' exhibitionisme de monsieur et madame Parfait exige une cour. Poulaillez-donc cette poutine, nous bouillabaissons et ca sent la mort ici, y' a qu' a demander si vous le vouliez. Les putes c'est a la rue Dumoku! N'oubliez pas les dossiers au parlement, sous le nom Comte, de Lisle? non, cela est donc une voix, cons d'aspirateurs geants. Votre puissance, O Camamba, nous effraie de peur, Gella et moi, mais c' est a cause de son odeur! Revoyez votre test, Louis XIV est le roi et ce pays existe par la Loire, pas L' Outaouais. Par amitie je me recroqueville et ta vie se trouve enroulee autour.

DELEUIL "Alpha", Jacques de son prenom, 2007, Ici et Maintenant )Amen(.