My mother, had my father, and my mother, switch their patented family Mafiaso tricks (mother, Irish Mafia, Coolidge Nazarene, Puerto Rican Vermont Police, father, Montreal Mafia, Luciano Bombardier, FBI Congressional Foundership DC Comics).
That way, I wouldn't know what I did.
My father, told me to follow a kid, that followed me, that the Sprachmans tricked him into following me at their beach house and private beach in Hudson, Massachusetts, because his father was ginger, and used a naming scheme, instead of a set of terms of arbitrary nature unique to him.
My mother, taught me how to use self-help books as contrary to the author's intent, starting with Dr. Seuss, then taught me how to use Jewish logic as Christian for the death of Christ, however with Pharisee and Saducee reversed in the consequence of death, with Saducee not mentioned, age four, my first memory of her.
That's witch hunting, and schulzstaffel knife.
Jesus is immune, to the Batman.
Then I held out a multicolored comb, and bit the kid who stole it, a Northern Union of the Klan, a Swedish Jew, Robert Wolfinickis.
His father's a fire marshall, and now, he's a pilot; he used the toilet with his legs squared, like an astronaut. He worked in the computer lab, to join NASA.
