Ms. Blasey Ford, I Presume

So Professor Blasey Ford, I feel that your British Wiccan is one of a kind, and is strong.  Well, everyone has been ordered to stay away.  You have perfect Wiccan Witchery Witchcraft Law most aligned now with Stanford University.  Well, now you will be unable to step foot on any college or university campus except for your own, Palo-Alto.  This very much means MacCalaster College in St. Paul.  Just to let you know, my geology graduate student was at the U of MN, and is safely tucked away in Beijing, China.  My PhD thesis was Pothole Formation and Elevation in Igneous Rock for a Wizrdry River and Glacial System.  Allison Smythe knows where he is and how to find him.  She was the head of Interpol at the age of 13, and all British University at the time.  She was the coven chief of Edinburgh Wiccan witchcraft, and she knew that you would be doing exactly what you are doing today.  She has been tunneling through you from back in the day because you CHEAT.  She lived in the wizardry cottages of Edinburgh with her parents.  Well, it is time for your experience with the witchcraft world from a whole new type of authority.  She is, and always will be, an American.  She is well read and well traveled, and she has the actual Wiccan Wizardry wand that Julie Andrews used as a child.  She received it in 1964, at a witchery conference in Westminster Abby.  She was chosen by everyone in presence (all royal) for this great honor.  Well, she is released today, and coming your way.  She is my mother, Mary, and Paul McCartney has stalked her since she was 3.  He wrote "Lat It Be" for her.  She is the actual reincarnation of The Mother Mary.  Your fake degrees do very much affect her and I.  Write a sentence on your own for once.  You have no idea how big your butt is going to be, very publicly.  Mine is Hindu and Latino friendly, but yours never will be.  My mother will get the scent of WOLF today from the Chippewa Tribe, to find you in vicinity, and now the whole mess around our royal status has been eschewed.   I have dealt with the nasty of her witchcraft hierarchy, and now we can just have lunch for free.  My haircut was paid for by The Queen, and now we have more friends to play with.  When people meet you Baley Ford, they can't stand you.  You literally make them ill.  Well, no more surprises.  The call is out now, and this wand will make her artistic, in writing first, while she dreams the watercolors to trap you in a very scary and uncontrolable painting (whirling, always whirling at first).  Cheers.  I have ACTUALLY sat at that bar in Boston.