What if Big mama is Al fucking with everyone?
he apparently just learned how to use the net. he is probably ego maniac enough to google himself and then come fuck with all the people, posting the shit he thinks we talk about…
Late,
grmpysmrf
Just received another email from Best Buy. My preordered digipak is still on back order and if not in by Sept 19th the order will be cancelled.
I got the 1 copy available at my best buy.
Late,
grmpysmrf
One last thing, you will never get in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame like the big boys and winners do nor heaven…Go to hell
Al is not an Alpha male, more like an Omega. What I say goes…and is inevitable and the TRUTH…Al is bullshit
Them bitches look distorted, disguting, grotesque and diseased HIV needle users like he does. I"m glad he has hepatitis…He is disgusting inside as he is out and everything around him
The only one cool around here is Mishella…who I would recommend get tested for hepatitis…Seriously, if he infected her he should pay damages to her…I’m sure that’s not why she came on here…But just saying that after proving my magicallness…ONCE AGAIN
Just to rub in my supernatural ESP to all you not chosen ones…Here is what Adrianne Curry twittered days after I wrote the above qoute “Tonight, was told I was mentioned on America’s Next Top Model…4 the first time since season2. FAREWELL,WORLD!The end is obviously nigh…”
Either that or I am well connected and have special connections…TO GOD
[reply]One last thing, you will never get in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame like the big boys and winners do nor heaven…Go to hell
Al is not an Alpha male, more like an Omega. What I say goes…and is inevitable and the TRUTH…Al is bullshit
Them bitches look distorted, disguting, grotesque and diseased HIV needle users like he does. I"m glad he has hepatitis…He is disgusting inside as he is out and everything around him
The only one cool around here is Mishella…who I would recommend get tested for hepatitis…Seriously, if he infected her he should pay damages to her…I’m sure that’s not why she came on here…But just saying that after proving my magicallness…ONCE AGAIN
Just to rub in my supernatural ESP to all you not chosen ones…Here is what Adrianne Curry twittered days after I wrote the above qoute “Tonight, was told I was mentioned on America’s Next Top Model…4 the first time since season2. FAREWELL,WORLD!The end is obviously nigh…”
Either that or I am well connected and have special connections…TO GOD[/reply]
Forecast in chrome and plastic, tyrants breathing out oil, slavery, planet hunger versions of Jackie-O. Sherry, Sherry baby, won’t you come out tonight. And the stars whisper like old blood at the edges of the body of night. She stood with one hand on the phone for four hours, poised as only a few seconds had passed. I watched her through the crack between the shade and the sill. She waited for a forecast in human trembling, together with other important women. Come, come, come out tonight. The world suffers for her. The clock hurries like a terrified animal and stops, dribbling saliva. She is eating chicken pie and bubble gum. For a month the Luftwaffe lived on raisins, same with the French after the war. Jackie-O received fresh oranges from John Kennedy. Silly girl! She can not put down the telephone receiver. She is waiting to receive my body of work. She wants to take it into her ear. A modeled flush builds under her cheeks. She eats Christmas candy while she waits. The telephone rings and rings. I am not at home. I am with Jackie-O. We are eating oranges from the President. We are alone on the roof of a Park Avenue penthouse. Picture of Marilyn Monroe in my back pocket, molded by heat and sweat to the shape of my buttocks. You are gripping the phone, smiling, eating candy, crying, “I am with the important women now.” I am secretly an important man. Hang up the phone, I can’t dance with you anymore. Go to your freezer and get a popsicle. Go to your TV. Turn on your TV. You will see me and Jackie-O. Sh e will be taking it in the ear, my body of work. In the planetarium, you will receive a forecast: I will always be more important than you. You will never be important enough. You will never be on the repent end of slavery, never be the one to wield hunger against humanity. Heaven will never be an extension of your body. Your body will always belong to someone else. The picture of Marilyn Monroe flutters across the roof, steaming, shaped like me, shaped like my ass. The sky is filled with oranges during t he war. We eat them. The President is alone in a room. He is unimportant. As we eat his oranges the sky grows blacker. The moon ripens and turns red. It rots and is swallowed by the darkness. You are still by the phone. It is ringing and ringing, dead. Sherry, Sherry baby, won’t you come out tonight. It is completely dark. The earth freezes. You put down the receiver and go to the window. Come, come, come out tonight.
^ Leonard Bernstein, big mama ain’t.
Late,
grmpysmrf
Forecast in chrome and plastic, tyrants breathing out oil, slavery, planet hunger versions of Jackie-O. Sherry, Sherry baby, won’t you come out tonight. And the stars whisper like old blood at the edges of the body of night. She stood with one hand on the phone for four hours, poised as only a few seconds had passed. I watched her through the crack between the shade and the sill. She waited for a forecast in human trembling, together with other important women. Come, come, come out tonight. The world suffers for her. The clock hurries like a terrified animal and stops, dribbling saliva. She is eating chicken pie and bubble gum. For a month the Luftwaffe lived on raisins, same with the French after the war. Jackie-O received fresh oranges from John Kennedy. Silly girl! She can not put down the telephone receiver. She is waiting to receive my body of work. She wants to take it into her ear. A modeled flush builds under her cheeks. She eats Christmas candy while she waits. The telephone rings and rings. I am not at home. I am with Jackie-O. We are eating oranges from the President. We are alone on the roof of a Park Avenue penthouse. Picture of Marilyn Monroe in my back pocket, molded by heat and sweat to the shape of my buttocks. You are gripping the phone, smiling, eating candy, crying, “I am with the important women now.” I am secretly an important man. Hang up the phone, I can’t dance with you anymore. Go to your freezer and get a popsicle. Go to your TV. Turn on your TV. You will see me and Jackie-O. Sh e will be taking it in the ear, my body of work. In the planetarium, you will receive a forecast: I will always be more important than you. You will never be important enough. You will never be on the repent end of slavery, never be the one to wield hunger against humanity. Heaven will never be an extension of your body. Your body will always belong to someone else. The picture of Marilyn Monroe flutters across the roof, steaming, shaped like me, shaped like my ass. The sky is filled with oranges during t he war. We eat them. The President is alone in a room. He is unimportant. As we eat his oranges the sky grows blacker. The moon ripens and turns red. It rots and is swallowed by the darkness. You are still by the phone. It is ringing and ringing, dead. Sherry, Sherry baby, won’t you come out tonight. It is completely dark. The earth freezes. You put down the receiver and go to the window. Come, come, come out tonight.
fuck, that’s just been doing my head in for 10 minutes. I could hear his voice reciting it but couldn’t remember what or who it was… eventually googled it. not listened to that album in years!
#5
[url “http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1X0A6QsmsM”]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1X0A6QsmsM
#6
[url “http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_67mDWdmu5k”]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_67mDWdmu5k
Damnit, Gunnar! I can’t listen to “PermaWar” without hearing “RETIRE!!!” and laughing.
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He might have the gift of repelling people and people laughing at him… Go live in your fantasyland and stay with ordinary folk like you Al… Nothing special. Keep dreaming and living in delusion and self deciet. Where you think you are a famous talented rockstar dating gorgeous models like Christy Turlington and Cindy Crawford
The closest living rockers to magic if I had to pick one is Rush, and even they don’t come close to the trully blessed and gifted. Smartest and intuitive and in touch and can read fan’s emotions would go to some of the members of ACDC
My God-Given psychic supernatural powers are at it again…Al is living in delusion with those butt-fugly crack grannies he has on the album cover
He is hosting a runway fashion show. He really does think those dogs are objects of beauty or something.
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Go look at his Facebook…He’s delusional and stupid[/reply]
Al doesn’t speak the truth. He does not have the gift of speaking truth. Or is one of God’s most beloved…I DO[/reply]
Go look at Ministry’s facebook.and the shit that they wrote, with “and driving home fundamental truths as old as life on Earth itself.” on September 16…Days after I predicted it…as usual
You are fulll of shit, and poseurs. None of you impress me with my God-like Divine powers. I am special…YOU are not… You are plain bullshitters trying to fool yourselves and others. GOD loves some more than others, that’s why you are less than me…and what I say goes and is TRUTH…What you say or think does not matter. You are not blessed or chosen by GOD HIMSELF/HERSELF
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He might have the gift of repelling people and people laughing at him… Go live in your fantasyland and stay with ordinary folk like you Al… Nothing special. Keep dreaming and living in delusion and self deciet. Where you think you are a famous talented rockstar dating gorgeous models like Christy Turlington and Cindy Crawford
The closest living rockers to magic if I had to pick one is Rush, and even they don’t come close to the trully blessed and gifted. Smartest and intuitive and in touch and can read fan’s emotions would go to some of the members of ACDC
My God-Given psychic supernatural powers are at it again…Al is living in delusion with those butt-fugly crack grannies he has on the album cover
He is hosting a runway fashion show. He really does think those dogs are objects of beauty or something.
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Go look at his Facebook…He’s delusional and stupid[/reply]
Al doesn’t speak the truth. He does not have the gift of speaking truth. Or is one of God’s most beloved…I DO[/reply]
Go look at Ministry’s facebook. and driving home fundamental truths as old as life on Earth itself."
You are fulll of shit, and poseurs. None of you impress me with my God-like Divine powers. I am special…YOU are not… You are plain bullshitters trying to fool yourselves and others. GOD loves some more than others, that’s why you are less than me…and what I say goes and is TRUTH…What you say or think does not matter. You are not blessed or chosen by GOD HIMSELF/HERSELF[/reply]
In other words supernatural, magical, extraordinary and perfect…Very few people in all of humankind’s history are born with it…Like Jesus
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He might have the gift of repelling people and people laughing at him… Go live in your fantasyland and stay with ordinary folk like you Al… Nothing special. Keep dreaming and living in delusion and self deciet. Where you think you are a famous talented rockstar dating gorgeous models like Christy Turlington and Cindy Crawford
The closest living rockers to magic if I had to pick one is Rush, and even they don’t come close to the trully blessed and gifted. Smartest and intuitive and in touch and can read fan’s emotions would go to some of the members of ACDC
My God-Given psychic supernatural powers are at it again…Al is living in delusion with those butt-fugly crack grannies he has on the album cover
He is hosting a runway fashion show. He really does think those dogs are objects of beauty or something.
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Go look at his Facebook…He’s delusional and stupid[/reply]
Al doesn’t speak the truth. He does not have the gift of speaking truth. Or is one of God’s most beloved…I DO[/reply]
Go look at Ministry’s facebook. and driving home fundamental truths as old as life on Earth itself."
You are fulll of shit, and poseurs. None of you impress me with my God-like Divine powers. I am special…YOU are not… You are plain bullshitters trying to fool yourselves and others. GOD loves some more than others, that’s why you are less than me…and what I say goes and is TRUTH…What you say or think does not matter. You are not blessed or chosen by GOD HIMSELF/HERSELF[/reply]
In other words supernatural, magical, extraordinary and perfect…Very few people in all of humankind’s history are born with it…Like Jesus[/reply]
Al is not music or anything special nor sexy…Now go to hell with the rest of the scum
Oofah.
The meds aren’t working…
Jimmy Carter the scribble-print yokel felon “warmed-over McGovern”, in with the controlling Georgia Mafia and all the parroting puppet Governors, Congressmen, many, many Mayors ETC. have my eight page type-written letter, which includes this Communist Gangster Computer God Exposé and even pages explaining some of the many, many “Undetectable Extermination” attempts against me by this worse mongrel gangster Communist Police State.
Ask them for copies of my said letter to them, the Communist Gangster Computer God ANNOINTED UNTOUCHABLES, insidious sneak deadly gangsters, STAGED CON ARTIST PARROTING PUPPETS, figure heads, fags and playboys (EVEN APOIDIC NIGERS) deadly enemies of the Human Race, because of my letters, in COWARDLY TERROR, feloniously, they watch my Frankenstein Eyesight Television playback, waiting for my "Undetectable Extermination".
I face the deadly insidious INEVITABILITY OF GRAD-UALNESS CONSPIRACY. Completely alone and isolated, waiting for my "UNDETECTABLE EXTERMINATION", I very seldom venture out to one of the four last PLEBIAN supermarkets left in this GIGANTIC Niger infested boarded-up ghost town.
We already have a C. God TOP SECRET DUAL FOOD STANDARD. INFERIOR DEGENERATE PLEBIAN MASSES (dictionary) VEGETABLES AND FOODS AND FOR THE SCUM, WHOLESOME NORMAL VEGETABLES AND FOODS.
I hide STARVING AND BEGGING for even incomplete and late delivery of PLEBIAN especially picked, secretly coded inferior seriously degenerative Comp. God UNBELIEVABLY AND SCIENTIFICALLY GENETICALLY ENGINEERED HYBRID PROTEIN POISONING CEREALS AND PULP HYBRID HORSE RADISH GREEN VEGETABLES for my vegetarian diet.
Unbelievably Innocent and worse than defenseless, I have NO Gangster Frankenstein Earphone Radio. Only the impossible a Real miracle can Save me.
Parroting puppet gangster Slave, if you believe in Anything? I beg you say one word of pray for me.
For your Only Hope for a Future.
daveleybob, you might dig this:
https://soundcloud.com/thecryptids/the-cryptids-the-demon-of
Also, Sir Tristram, violer d’amores, fr’over the short sea, had passen-core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy isthmus of Europe Minor to wielderfight his penisolate war: nor had topsawyer’s rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse to Laurens County’s gorgios while they went doublin their mumper all the time: nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to tauftauf thuartpeatrick not yet, though venissoon after, had a kidscad buttended a bland old isaac: not yet, though all’s fair in vanessy, were sosie sesthers wroth with twone nathandjoe. Rot a peck of pa’s malt had Jhem or Shen brewed by arclight and rory end to the regginbrow was to be seen ringsome on the aquaface.
I believe I have solved the riddle of Big Mama’s identity. She is Gaea, Earth mother aka God herself. I am deadly serious. This is a revelation! Behold! Bless us Gaea, make us whole…
If one of you is Big Mama, please stop writing this fucking shite. It’s just boring. If Big Mama is a real person, go see a shrink asap, you deluded fuck.
daveleybob, you might dig this:
https://soundcloud.com/thecryptids/the-cryptids-the-demon-of
Yes. Yes, I dig that. Awesome.
If one of you is Big Mama, please stop writing this fucking shite. It’s just boring. If Big Mama is a real person, go see a shrink asap, you deluded fuck.
You feel defeated, and can’t keep up with my predictions…I know Al’s mind better than he knows it…that makes you sad and feel tired. You are bored because you are not the one who can gloat and smear prophecies and powers in dumb people’s faces…or face the fact I am as omniscient as it gets in the physical world