Phony Family

   
   Phony Family

   Mark. u have a Trust Fund.  Mark, ur Dad left u modest financial security.  Mark, take these opiates.  Mark, you'll be dead soon. 
   Should I go on?  Never got a dime.  Never became addicted, though my attorney brother wasn't shy about asking for pills.  
   Too, never died five years ago like the Priests at Saint Matthews kept telling me. 
   Guess what pills I take now?  Nothing.
   Oh well. Are there any nice people?  I'm blacklisted.  Filled out every job application,
even for cleaning toilets.  Nothing.  Thanks Nancy Brown.  Mom always told me not to eat ur "special" meals--the next day getting a Remicade Infusion. It's on record toots. 
   If I was still on that--I'd be dead.  Haven't taken any in over ten years.
   So, I'm fed phony bologna about living arrangements.  Not allowed to go to my house.  Blacklisted.  Called wacky.  If I am, didn't W.  Bush sign the American with Disabilities Act? 
    Guess it doesn't apply to me. 
    Gotta see the new Han Solo movie.  Looks old school.  God Bless.  And thank so many of you for proving how much anger you have.  

Butch and Sundance

   Butch and Sundance

   Who the hell are these guys?  My old man, the few times I got to see him minus the antagonizer and thief concerning my gifts from a loving father--well, he loved Newman and Redford. 
    Who the hell are these guys? There's rules to fighting.  What a great movie.  Jumping off the cliff. 
   I ask:  Where do people buy their poison at?  They seem to carry it in every bar I go.  
   God Bless them. Or not. 

Angela M King--illegal alias?

   
   Angela M King--illegal alias?
  
   Hope she's not fooled good government, or lives in a house needing to be condemned, infected with mice and rats--also, stuff called wax, torched and imbibed by children?  Hope she wouldn't do that. 
   Or sex with--well--read Faulkner. 
   I have it all written down. 
   Good Marine passed.  It wasn't his fault. 
   Pray for peace, yet know some Romans polluted the Holy Text.  Not all--many are sublime.  Jesus is a fighter full of love.  Not a social advocate without supreme power.  Praise Jesus. 

Tribal Mentality

   
   Tribal Mentality


   It's all real Bubba Cheese.  Agendas.  Too, aliens, Masons, firetrucks, hookers, etc., 
   Can't we all get along?  Nope. People are in bondage to their greed save the super-sublime.  Joseph lost his family due to envious brothers. But gregariouslly gelled with the Egyptians, shaving his head and being mummified. 
   Everybody knows. Even silence gets u slayed.  Remember the lowly man commanded to warn of the One,True God. He's wise to be a pious bastard.  As David mentioned:  "Fear only God."
   Iniquity requires one thing.  Agreement. 
   Dodgers still can do the Bob Conrad punch out thing.  Mr. J. Church--throw this dog a bone. 

Sparky Puma--what

   Sparky Puma--what

   I could have been a Nun, yet they rejected me.  So, used to being loathed save by sweet and brave people, I married ex-hubby and wrote poetry while folding his underwear all day, taking out trash, and cooking.  Moreover, all the rest.  Then he noticed I was a shape-shifting Puma and got all racist on me. 
   People fear what they are not.  Heck, I love my dog Jubles, and for all that he is.  Secret:  An angel dog.  Thanks Tobias.  I'll keep washing and burying dead animals I find.  And I only eat fish except when I can't afford it.  Been living on meow-mix for one week.  Heck, other people have it worse.  Praise ya Jesus.  You are my vine. ####

Father Mark Sap-Face: I'm coming 4 u

   Father Mark Sap-Face:  I'm coming 4 u

   Enjoy dressing up in infant clothing at Saint Matthews?  Ride the Hershey monks?  Just asking.  When u die, ur personally satanic homily, is the best day of ur life--so die Father--if u desire a good day, it's all allegory here, mind ya. 
   You said it--not Christ.   Ur an embarrassment to Rome and are the monks.   Couldn't kill what u targeted--nope.  I am there.  In you and the monks.  U look at me or think of me--enjoy the bones. 
   U asked for this.  U hate the Hebrews.  The King is in the Field, pulling weeds.  Why would u team up with Masons?  Even Kennedy detested them.
   Thank U David, seed of Jesse.  Bless the Lord O my soul and all that is within me--praise ye the Lord--all the lands.  I've been on my deathbed.  Don't allow fear to put u in bondage.  Think:  Clint Eastwood.   No shit.
   4 the Orthodox--right to left baby, just like Christos separates the lambs from the goats.  Every Good Shepherd needs a sheep dog. 

Sparky Puma--yikes

   Sparky Puma--yikes

   Holy Cow.  Not Cosmic Cow.  Just saw a "Too Close For Comfort" rerun.  Pretty girls, curious non-chicking eating subplots.  Yet Cheyenne passed at 90.  Big, gentle Hollywood.  How sublime is the Grit Channel?
   Florida isn't so bad.  I give Jubles Gatorade and treats with elderberry.  We exercise plenty.  I miss my home, yet not.  If only ex-hubby didn't hate my Jesus freak that lives inside.  A Free Country mind ya. 
   People and their agendas.  Some cats like America as intended.  A simple non-molested Bill of Rights without greedy attorney corruption.  Let's edit the 10 Commandments u schmos.
    Just give a shit.  I always scoop Jubles' poop and change my litter box.