My Day

 So vicinity is coming to me.  I had notorieties in my space today as I toiled and foiled the plots as they say.  Whalbergs came.  They live down the street.  Their condo complex is labelled Whalbergs, but I do not think that people actually have a clue.  They moved into the Mall of America and Donnie Whalberg came to me the night before New Years to warn me of a plot at Starbucks IDS Crystal Court.  He walked away and then went back and took the blow in NYC all by himself performing for New Kids On the Block as an open US mArine.  The scene there was mean and he was beaten badly after.  They broke three ribs and gave him a massive concussion with a tire iron for meeting with me so openly.  Imagine what would be, Whalberg crew, and NYC if Donnie did not have such massive spiritual abilities because once we met, he was tied to me on bases everywhere.  The third Whalberg was in today with his number two and Donnie was too.  Dick Cheney showed in my lane and so did a Romanoff speaking only a few words of English. He was a large ogar with his Swdish female embassey protector.  I said the only russian I knew was BABUSHKA.  Tom Brady had been in earlier.  That is all.  Peace out.  Listen to Lauren Daigel Rescue and thinf of me and B., MY conquerer KING.  Vie