Those Of The English Crown Are Dog Shit

My My British Intelligence How Dead You Fucking Are

YOU HAVE TWO DAYS TO GET OFF MY INTERNET CONNECTION. AFTER THIS DEAD LINE I REPORT WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO EVERY SINGLE DISABILITY ADVOCATE IN THE COUNTRY FOR MESSING WITH MY RELAY UK CONNECTION.

Cars that go hard are a turbo charged gift from the Stars. The Rat run from the dark grey mind crime.

Love is an ice cream sundae, with all the marvelous coverings. Sex is the cherry on top. ~ Jimmy Dean

Children are the world's most valuable resource and its best hope for the future. ~ John F. Kennedy

I am not interested in Star Wars or Australia on any level apart from Queensland being taken over on a commercial basis. Daddy Michael's business people looking for good investments or just feel like pissing on the entire country, this is a formal invitation from Daddy "Satan". Michelle Burns and Sunshine are in hell and I just feel sorry for them. I only wish them good things and that they return to God by their own minds, not mine. There is not going to be another alter created on top of the many in my head. Just no, I wish them no harm and their circumstances are their own doing. As for Albanese, he hasn't turned yet so maybe there is hope and God is waving a carrot in front of his dark grey donkey carcass "Eeyore".

British Intelligence and those intelligent secret service persons within the USA, if you could ever have said that, are still trying to destroy my websites and keep on changing individual letters and words. Ram a hot poker into their sphincters so they can never shit again except into a colostomy bag. Every fucking single one of you is going to fry on the plasma chair.