Reminding phony sheriff, or Deputy Dawg

   
   "Reminding phony sheriff, or Deputy Dawg"
  
   Wanted to royally remind of July 4th, 2017--sleazeballs.  When you drug a disabled man out of his house, in front of his traumatized mother, on phony offenses; moreover, even you:  all the insidious architects involved, so as to further neglect and abuse a woman, my mother.  A woman who was hijacked into Notary Fraud by attorneys, and the toxic guilt still stains your sadistic souls--unless you confess, both honestly and humbly; otherwise, you can look over your sinister shoulders for the rest of your impotent  days.
   How many folks can you keep giving false testimony to?  Haven't you covered the bases?  Holy men and physicians.  Family members.  And when I was wrongfully incarcerated with dangerous psychotics, my Rosary Beads ripped from my hands, blood taken against my will, Grandfather's watch broken, my mother was sitting (crooked) at home, and nobody brushed her teeth, bathed her, or gave her a damn vitamin for an entire week, which equals seven days for all of you who attended Bush League Universities.  
   Good for you.  You people are officially odious Satanists, more or less.
   Keep screwing your ugly wives in your dirty money--it won't make her, or you, look any better, on the outside or the inside.
   God Bless America.  Trump.  The Virgin Mary.  And I even dig Elvira and Pee-Wee Herman.