Sunday, February 24, 2013
Hermaphrodite Ain't Right, Earthworm
Circle upon circle upon circle is catholic witchery to me. White women, white disease. Screaming insnaity and telekenisis vanity. Daytona fun spoiled by one. I got the intuitive read Patrick. It is you and Paula Terrick on the Wild Beaver bar kissing while your husband is paralyzed in place, starting on fire in the corner. It was an insult and paralysis to INDY nation. Turncoat are you. You made a choice and then turned the industry upside down. Indycar has a totally different type of sponsorship and payment to participating parties. I read gold because you were blue at the age of 2. No pulse, completely demonic. I got into the Athletic club one night with brothers who shared a suite. Another night I talked to another Indy driver (very plastic looking), and his sponsor. I mostly talked to the sponsor about the fact he had gotten a women pregnant and he asked me what he should do. I suggested that he listen to his heart, but that the industry of Indy car was his heart. A baby is forever and more. No sex on either "visitation." Paula, your fun is done, and everyone from that "sacred circle" too. You all gang banged me when I was in 4th grade (intense petting). I was always intensely ashamed, but my sight was not right. What I did saved Pete for today and kept me from quadrapalisia. I let my therapist know, about 17 years ago, that it was indicative of my father's abuse on me, and on all of you as well. The shame and witchery of all nations is heading for especially yee, Paula. You are one of the top five borderline bitches on the planet. Dangerous to me, children, and white men. I have drawn your fire long enough. My BROTHER will be BRAVE today and know that you did hermaphrodism to yourself, and now you blame him too.
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