A pot dealer, is a free spy; not someone you kill, Carlos the Jackal's philosophy, but a real patriot, an American against the drug prohibition of the German regime, the American Bund; those country attorneys, convicts, calling themselves lawyers, those prosecutors, police officers, clergy, fraud artists, and bail bonds, having freed themselves of bailiff's fees, the Rabbinical courts.
To make a pot dealer, simply push them into the opening crowd, at a rock concert.
I was "The Offspring", "Cypress Hill", and "MxPx", the basis of the song, "Rock Superstar", the arrest of Andrew Stanley, a Rabbinical Royal Canadian, a state police agent, spying on the town to look at horse porn, of an underage Mistress Treasure, the famous dominatrix.
I did 9/11, by revealing through Israeli and Clintonian files, the mass deportation of Africans and Latinos, myself a Pharaoh, a Royal with Rabbinical marks, to be Jeffrey Dahmer, and Latinos, myself a Puerto Rican high blood, the death of the international press, the Great Depression, of others, not you fine Americans, the existence always the same.
Five of us, were recruited as Kennedy Foundation SIS, through Nixon, and our masters, Agnews, the bee keepers police force.
Myself, David Charlebois, was a National Security Agency, my mistress of forces, Sandi MacDonald, murdered; in her possession, a Cobra Commander action figure, for me, to take over Larry Hama's position, like my grandfather, Ray, took Gutwill, my other grandfather, Timothy O'Neill Sr. the Batman.
Lloyd Ahlquist, whom you slur as Epic Lloyd, is refused love, the son of a cannibal, Joe Kennedy III, your Congressman, demanding good deeds of a criminal, or else eaten at fruit, without trial; but an Agnew, Lloyd, a bee keeper; a pedophile, if defeated, but Kennedy, Vlad the Impaler, unable to lose.
Kara Williamson Daignault, the Fillmore, a CRASH anti-gang narcotics, through Man Mar Plaza, the strip malls of America, dreaming of retirement to Florida, the hardest beat there is; but in her, Hiawatha, the United States ConPost too long. Click here to view the full text.
