Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Horsie one two and me
I went to the second Minneapolis Police Precint block part last night. I got to talk to and pet the horses. Onyx was my favorite. Horses everywhere are still talking today. Who is the man in the BOMB SQUAD van? He liked her a lot. Why did he not ask her on a date? Well horsies, I wear two dedication rings on my fingers and especially white men of authority get intimidated by me and my personal way of communicating very quickly. Horsies, back him as he does extra research around me. He was actually FBI. OHHHHHH, we understand now. He does not know HORSIE at all. That is correct. CIA team is onboard today dispelling fallacy ASAP. Our country has, at most, ten years left. Shereef is stalking even THE WIND today. Arabs are just right in front of us, but we do not see. Arrogance about their system is just pure stupidity. THEIR economies are working, and ours IS NOT. Mr. GUTFELD, I expect a "gut felt" apology one of these days. I won't hold my breath, but I just liked that turn of a phrase. FBI MASTER, the police woman who took a report from me months ago about an abusive woman at my housing setting STOLE your badge and wore it with KACKIES on her waist line just like you. She wore a US MARINE sweatshirt with it. I felt it was odd and semi unprofessional. Police are not the Marines. Now that is mystical mimicry used to steal ALL of your authorities, actually. Sick em, TIGER (other "Bomb Squad" officer). HURT LOCKER on that bomb tactical suit.
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