A Soldier From Muncie

Tyler, military police for the U.S. Marine Corp, you did tell me in Muncie that you were trained in Hamburg, Germany. It means that you were BORN there, honey. Funny bunny sunny funny bunny honey honey. I am clearing out your FINANACIAL brain. No more lending anyone your check card. I give you my old account, and account number, at First Merchant's Bank that is centered there. No more hanging with the lowly. It is time to get very military. You were adopted and you are a PLANT in Muncie. You will return to Germany within the year and explain to them the light creation "trick" you did with me. We will make you an adjunct professor at the nearest university there in military matters and also an adjunct ROYAL for The Hamburg Line. I will see you again, but after you have gone through military punishment phase. It DOES NOT have to do with the wharehouse of cocaine that you help to find and manage in New Orleans in Hurricane Katrina. Maybe you need a cheap guitar to just pluck at to settle you and bring about a "Twighlight Serenade." They are coming for you. Good Looking and genius "L.A's" males who are actually part of an Apocolyptic society will call you today and you will be made a part of their society and a soldier in a foreign war movie IMMEDIATELY. You are very good looking, Tyler. I am sure that the years of Muncies going after you telepathically has taken its toll on how you see yourself actually. Everything is going to be JUST FINE.