FOXY LADY . . . LADY'S DESIRE! SMOKIN' SMITTY . . . REMEMBER, MR. & MRS. SMITH . . . YEAH, THEM! LOL! THE TALE OF THE CELL PHONE CONTINUES! ANNIE'S RESTAURANT . . . NOT JUST GOOD FOOD! REMEMBER WHEN I WROTE THAT THE LETTER I WROTE, AUGUST 20, 2015, TO THE FULKS, HAD MY CONTACT INFORMATION ON IT, ALONG WITH MY PHONE NUMBER, 406.306.0011, AND SHE TRIED TO STEAL IT, THEN AFTER I WENT APE-SHIT ON HER, AND DEMANDED SHE TAKE ME INTO KALISPELL, MT., TO CHURCH, SHE MAGICALLY FOUND THE PHONE, ALLEGEDLY AT THE GAS STATION I DITCHED OUT TO, WHEN SHE AND THE SHERIFFS DECIDED TO TRY TO SET ME UP OUT IN THE PARKING LOT OF THE FOUR SQUARE STRIP MALL ON IDAHO, ACROSS FROM MCD'S . . . WITH NOTHING BEING REPORTED GOING ON, JUST ANNIE RUNNING OUT, THINKING I WOULD FOLLOW, AS THEY PARKED NEXT TO HER CAR . . . WRONG, AND WHEN I ASKED HER ABOUT WHAT WAS GONG ON, NOTHING? REALLY? WELL, "THEY" SMITTY'S ARE STILL TRYING TO TAKE OVER MY PHONE, NOT SURPRISING . . . I WON THAT ONE! LOL! SO, REMEMBER, I LEFT MY CELL PHONE, WITH THAT SAME NUMBER, CONTACTS, IN GRAND JUNCTION, WHERE I TAUNTED THE COPS, MAKING FUN OF ALL THEIR SPY GEAR! LOL! WELL THEY FINALLY GOT MY PHONE, ON THE THIRD TIME, SO THAT MEANS THAT SHELLEY HAS IT, PROBABLY ALONG WITH MY OLD COMPUTER! WHAT A HAG FROM HELL! SHELLEY CLAIMED THAT SHE WAS ME, IN THE HOPE CARLTON LEVIN CASE, WHEN I RE-WROTE THE LAW ON ALIMONY AND COHABITATION, AS HOPE"S ATTORNEY, ON A $28 MILLION DIVORCE CASE, SKINNING THE DUMBY BUNNY, PLAYBOY, COP, BODY LIKE KAY'S, SKINNY ASS, UGLY SKINNY, YOGA SHIT FRAIL, SICKLY BODIES, FAVORITE WORKOUT BUDDIES, I AM SURE . . . OH, BUT, I AM KAY, SHELLEY, RACHEL, SUE, TIFF, MARCIE, KELLY, NOW ANNIE, WE ARE ME, ALL OF US . . . REALLY, ONLY ME . . . THE REST OF THESE BITCHES ARE WANNA BE ME'S! YOU SEE, HOPE LIVES IN LOMA, COLORADO, NEAR GRAND JUNCTION, 90 MILES FROM MOAB, SCENE OF THE CRIME OF FALSE INCARCERATION, WHILE BROCK & NEW FAKE, JOANN, ATTORNEY, MADE A BILLION DOLLARS, FORGED MY NAME, AND THOUGHT THEY STOLE THE BROCK, $357 MILLION SECURITIES, CASE I WON . . . HOPE SHOWED ME A COPY OF THE NEW, $2500 WARRANT, JUDGE ANDERSON, ISSUED, BECAUSE I PAID THE $500 EXTORTION, SO HE HAD ME ARRESTED AGAIN--9 DAYS, SOLITARY CONFINEMENT! OR DID, LAST I KNEW, AND SHE PALLED UP ON THE JUDGE, LYLE ANDERSON, THE ONE WHO LOCKED ME UP, WITH THE AID OF FRANK, INTERPOL, MY ALLEGED, HUSBAND, ALLAN BESS, WHO SHELLEY AND FRANK MURDERED, CUT UP, BURNED HIS BODY PARTS IN THE NEW FURNACE, AND CEMENTED HIS ASHES INTO THE WALL IN THE BASEMENT ROOM WHERE THE COAL AND WOOD WINDOW TO THE OUTSIDE DRIVEWAY IS . . . BUT, I SHOULDN'T KNOW THAT, SHELLEY, WAS ME! LOL! I NEVER FUCKED FRANK . . . HE IS APPALLING TO ME! 800 WOMEN? JAMES BOND? NA!!!!! MOB, MOB, MOB . . . SAME CREW STEALING MUSIC, TUCKER THE FUCKER, ANOTHER COP . . . TAKING OVER THE WORLD WITH DIRTY COPS, USING DIRTY TREASURE . . . THE SORRELL RIVER RANCH, THAT THE LEVINS OWNED . . . THAT IS WHY HOPE HAD TO BE DISGUISED, WEARING A WIG, PRETENDING SHE WAS A WEDDING PLANNER, LIKE NOBODY IS GOING TO NOTICE HER, AND DIDN'T, BECAUSE SHE WAS NOT THE REAL "HOPE M. CARLTON", FORMER PLAYBOY BUNNY, THIS CHICK SNORTS LIKE A PIG! BUT THAT REGION IS BAD NEWS, MO COPS TRIED TO GET ME FOR 12 HOURS, FBI HELICOPTERS SHUT MY COMPUTER DOWN, 6 COP VEHICLES, BLACK AND WHITES, SCREAMING UP AND DOWN THE NORTH AVENUE ALL NIGHT, AFTER I BLEW ANOTHER COP PARTY, AT THE HOMEWARD BOUND HOMELESS SHELTER . . . I AM JUST A PARTY SLAMMER! LOL! OH, WELL . . . CELEBRATE IF YOU CAN EVER CATCH ME, WHICH I LOOKING BAD FOR SMOKEY THE BANDIT! LOL! SOME GUY JUST WALKED IN LOOKING ALL FBI UPPED . . . LOL! SO, I CALLED 611, AND INNER SYSTEM ON MY STRAIGHT TALK CELL PHONE, WHERE, EVEN AFTER THE SERVICE STOPS, AS IT DID, AUGUST 20, 2015, I CAN JUST CALL THAT NUMBER, 611, AND IN ABOUT THREE AUTOMATIC STEPS, TO AN ELECTRONIC SERVER, A MAN'S VOICE, AND THE SERVICE, WITH ALL MY DEBIT CARD INFO ON IT, MAKING IT VERY EASY, SINCE I HAVE SIGNED UP THAT WAY FOR A YEAR, GENERALLY, ON THE NIGHT I GET PAID . . . BUT, I WAS CHEAP, AND WAITED, UNTIL TODAY, AT ABOUT 10:00 A.M., SPIES, USE THAT SPY WARE SHIT, FOR ONCE, HELPING ME, RATHER THAN, USING THAT SHIT TO SUPPORT THE CRIMINAL CHICKS! BUT, RATHER THAN A

NSA FUCKING WITH MY TITLE 20 TIMES IS ENOUGH . . . So I Will Rat SMITTY Here!  LOL!

Okay, so this auto, robo, dude, usually is the guy I work with on my Straight Talk phone, with the number, 406.309.0011 . . . blast that bitch with a billion phone calls and messages, mine still is not activated, and it has been 12 hours, almost.  But, this guy walks you through a few, and because all my Walmart money card, ending in 0192, which this real, Shelley staff chick, asked me for, as well as my code on the back, you know the 3 digit security code . . . Shelley, through Frank, InterPol, John Bagby, and Annie, have either intercepted, birth certificates, debit cards, so that I have to be the one to change, making it look, like bitch wad is first in time and I am the fraud, trying to hack into her shit!  So, I was running out of juice on my phone, and Sandra, probably on the payroll too, took my cell phone charger, after I let her use it while she was in St. Patrick's hospital, allegedly for having pnemonia, letting her keep it to charge her phone, but also, giving her a bird's eye view of where I keep my charger in what purse or doggie backpack . . . and when she got kicked out, I was in the women's dorm, putting on my make-up, and left my locker open, so easy prey . . . I don't steal, so I never think that anyone else will steal . . . how, wrong I am, the only one who came to see Sandra twice, while in the hospital, pays me like everyone else, fucking me over in some way . . . no good deed goes unpunished!  

Bitch older sister, Shell Hell, probably thought that would stop me from calling anyone, slowed me down, for sure, and this phone, with all the hook up problems, trying to stop me when I bought the phone, taking until the next day, for the real guy to set up, not the fake FBI dude, that almost got ratted out by the real tech boy, who had to take an hour, to fix all the fuck ups and spy shit on my phone!  I have had this phone number, probably the longest of any, in the last 4 years, since leaving Utah!  Hot commodity, being me that it, and anything I touch is famous, worth a fortune, and connects me to my famous name, life, career, as a bad ass con law chick, from Heaven, saving the U.S.A. and the world, if I can!  Shelley needs that phone to claim that she is the blog author, because, I put the letter to Annie in my blog, and all her friends, who are reading the blog, are probably asking what the fuck is going on!  Do ya think?  It is about time . . . so this chick on the phone, the real woman, not the electronic dude, who makes it so easy for me, told me to leave my phone on, after she said the service would start, the 20th, and it is the 28th, so cheating me out of 8 days . . . oh, and Annie, called me and said she had put a plan for $30 on my phone, thinking I had the same phone, but I had already signed up for the new phone, and paid for the service . . . she probably paid for Shelley's, 406.309.0011, not mine!

So, honest sky spies, check the split, and the location of where this bitch has the second phone, and I just bought her $30 bucks worth of phone service and never got the phone activated.  This staff of Shelley's or Kay's, probably with Shelley chomping at the bit, since I posted that blog and after the fiasco in Kalispell with Annie, trying to save that bitch's ass, since I tore her a new fucking asshole!  LOL!  Cover, cover, cover the criminals, all support each other, all in favor of the fake bitches, who want to be me!  LOL!  But they are stepping in more and more shit, trying to cover up . . . ask Tricky Dicky, Richard Nixon, and my father Dick the Prick, what that feels like to have the cover-up worse than the crime!  But, these fuckers, ride piggy back, like one person, then, they jump off, and take over the rip cord and parachute, and leave you in free fall.  

But the chick on the cell phone service said that I should leave my phone on and the service would come on . . . I waited and nothing happened, just like when the fake Wally's World phone tech set me up, and fucked my phone up, nothing happened all night, but a fake security guard at the hospital, really a real cop, was able to locate me, after an FBI low flying plane came overhead!  Really, these guys are exhausting me, and I am going to SNAP, and kill someone, if you fuckers, who's job it is to arrest these fucks, don't actually get some of this shit down as evidence . . . 10,000 Cinderella Silver or Glass Slippers of Evidence . . . what the fuck more do you fucks want me to do?  Your LIVE BAIT . . . but for my quick responses, I would be DEAD right NOW!  So, MY GODDAMN PHONE SERVICE IS STILL NOT ON . . . I got some text, telling me to call some 800 number . . . the one connected to most of my services and card, start in 877, so, I never called, plus I don't have power, remember stolen charger, Sandra the Indian Chick, who follows me to the Poverello, and Butte!  CHECK MY LAST TEXT, AROUND NOON TO GET NUMBER!  Good God, do I have to do all the think for you fucks?  Amazing . . . whatever, do I need to die to prove to you that they are trying to steal ME, ELLIOT, my phone, my letter, my blog . . . and you sure are making it easy on them . . . YOU HAVE TWO FUCKING PHONES WITH THE SAME NUMBER . . . ONE STILL IN COLORADO, WHEN I WAITED A MONTH TO SIGN UP . . . ONLY, IT MUST HAVE BEEN IN USE, BECAUSE, THERE APPEARED TO BE SERVICE STILL!  

These fuckers are probably RAFTING in mass, on the Animus River in Durango, on the Gold dust of mine . . . rivers of gold, streets of gold . . . the whole fucking Southwick family, one last summer vacation before school starts?

I Have Been Writing About This Shit, Since About 2007, When Elliot and God's Revolver Had 3 Worldwide Interviews, and Dallas and My Fucking Father, Seemed to Kill All DEALS!

ARE YOU GUYS SERIOUSLY THIS STUPID . . . WE ARE Talking BILLIONS!  And This is NOT WORTH YOUR FUCKING TIME?

YOU ARE THE PROBLEM!!!!!!