P.S. III, just got another car ad, this time for a Mazda, just like I have been looking at, but in Denton Dallas, Fort Worth, TX . . . get on it fuckers! Also, on my MSN newsfeed, there is a father, a Jamal MANSOUR, like my father, sour as shit, who executed his daughter, because he was pissed that the doctoral graduate in pharmacy, went to Las Vegas? So, he executed her, execution style, in the head, two shots . . . sounds like the hits my father, has put on me! The girl's name is interesting, Tahani or Tits and Ass, Hand, I . . . trying to make it look, like sister, Rachel or Shelley is ME, LOL! NO, I AM THE MOTHER OF THE MUSICIANS, THE ATTORNEY, THE PROFESSOR, THE BLOGGER EXTRAORDINAIRE, THE HOBBY LOBBIEST! ALL OF IT, and ON EBT OR FOOD STAMPS, while these fucking shits, live the life of LUXURY, LEISURE, AND A FLAVISH LIFESTYLE WHILE ME AND MY SONS, DAUGHTERS, LIVE, WORKING DAILY TO PUT BREAD ON THE TABLE< WHEN WE SHOULD BE FUCKING BILLIONAIRES AND ONE OF THE RICHEST FAMILIES IN AMERICA AND THE WORLD! GO FIGURE!
P.S., a Kay Burningham look-alike, probably with my Walmart money card, just came in an purchased lunch, on my card, making it look, like she was here, rather than me, writing the blog about MY SON, she is PRETENDING TO BE THE MOTHER TO! LOL! Kay's sons are fat fucks, or gay! WHAT A JEALOUS BITCH, ALONG WITH EX-HUBAND, BRETT! GOD THESE GUYS ARE SHAMELESS, BUT IT IS WORTH, BILLIONS, KAY"S BOOKS ARE SHIT! Google the bitch! LOL! THE CARD, ENDING IN #8599, I used at the Sleepy in and this morning at McDonald's, on a Diet Coke, and cookies, later, fries and something, but there should be about, $34.00 left if all . . . I wanted to switch to a bank anyway, to ditch these bitches, with all of them having access, NOW FOR SURE! GOOD IT WILL GET MY ASS TO THE BANK! LOL! ONLY YOUR GUESS WHICH ONE I CHOOSE . . . I HAVEN"T CHANGED YET, SO DON"T BE FOOLED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 IT WAS JUST STOLEN, AN HOUR OR SO AGO, SO ANY NEW ACCOUNT ON MY NAME IS VOID, A FRAUD, AND BULL SHIT LIKE THE FBI BITCHES ATTACHED TO THE BANK FRAUD, Getting IN DEEPER AND DEEPRR! BUT CAN'T GET MUCH WORSE!
P.S. II, correction, the last purchase I made on my Walmart Money Card, ending in #8599, which Shelley has a clone of, but with the name, JOANN SOUTHWICK SECRIST, rather than, mine, JOANN S. SECRIST, but everything else is the same! But, I purchased a Diet Coke for a buck and oatmeal, at right around, 10:30 AM, I think, or earlier. The cookies and fries I paid cash for! Now what would they want that card for:
- to cover my quick trip to Seattle, I paid, $129.00 to go from Seattle, Wa, on the 11:45 PM trip, arriving, right around, 10:30 AM, Missoula, Montana. The trip up, was purchased, on October 3, 2016, in Salt Lake City, Utah, for cash, for about $178.00, leaving at 6:30 PM, or so
- last night, I paid, roughly $58.00 at the Sleepy Inn Motel, and $20.00 on Dominos Pizza, Chicken and a Diet Coke, tip!
- I stayed at the Super 8 Motel, for $61.00, on, I believe, October 4, 2016 . . . purchased a ticket back to Missoula the next day, October 5, stayed out all night, October 6th, I think, then stayed at the Aspen Inn, in Bonner or East Glacier, ate, several times at RENO's CAFE, got chicken fried steak the first night, ordered bacon, the next morning with breakfast, free from the Aspen, and later, had, a Patty Melt, fries and DC, at the bar and grill next door or connected to Reno's Café . . . I could have days mixed up . . . but I caught the 8:20 AM bus to Seattle, Wa, Saturday morning, planning on watching the debates with Miles, out near, North Mall, Seattle, but saw signs of trouble, so I left, came back, and then stay at Sleepy Inn, checking in around, about 2:00 PM. There were Twinkies, chips and DC, jerky, and other shit on the trip to and from, I put on my card, to let someone know where I was, stopping in Coer dAlene, Idaho, gas station, again, in Ellingston, Wa, not KAY, ME, right here, in front of the surveillance cameras, that is why the look alike came in, looking like Kay, and purchasing, lunch ON ME, and MY CARD, to make it look, like she is the one writing and buying! NOT SO!
- this is what I am going to do, is today, later, I am going to use me EBT CARD, food stamps, my big ass $16.00 when I am training the whole fucking nation of cops on free EVIDENCE training, NOT KAY, ME, DUMB ASSES, Kay is short shit, 5'4" or less, thin, no ASS, can't be a BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK WITH NOW FUCKING ASS! She must look like the surrogate, still the same high school hair do, this chick had a reddish tint to her hair, but she had a black and white, long sleeve shirt on, black pants, and black boots, a bit heavier, than I remember Kay, but then again, the last time I saw the fucking hag, was like 10 years ago, this chick was much younger, than Kay, but, I am sure to keep the cops interested, they are showing her pictures from her 40's, like on her homepage, not the craggy wench I saw, 10 years ago, so she has changed . . . I can pass for younger, but Kay shakes, has something wrong, HOPEFULLY SHE DIES, BITCH AND TAKE THAT FUCKING BRETT< FRANK, SHELLEY ALL YOUR DIRTY ASS COPS WITH YOU, FBI TO CIA . . . I DON'T KNOW WHO IS LET TO GET YOU ASSHOLES, BUT SOMEONE, I HOPE!
- THIS SHOULD HELP IF YOU ARE A CLEAN COP, AND THAT IS A BIG ASS "IF?"
OF COURSE, THE FBI, GUILTY, AS SIN, USING MY SON'S MUSIC, FROM HIS LESSER KNOWN BAND, MARALOKA, CONNECTING THE FBI, TO THE CRIMINAL ORGANIZATON THAT I HAVE BEEN DEALING WITH FOR THE LAST 10 YEARS!!!!!!!!
ANOLOGICAL COMPARISON WITH WILLOW SPRINGS, CHICAGO, ILLINOIS, WHERE ALL LOCAL, OFFICALS FROM COPS, TO COURTS, TO ELECTED OFFICERS OF THE CITY, WERE BRIBED AND PART OF A CRIMINAL ENTERPRISE . . . FIRST THE COPS ARE INVESTIGATING THE MURDER, EVEN SYMBOLIC ON THIS COUNT, OF A WOMEN, MARRIED TO AN ATTORNEY, BUT VERY INVOLVED IN A WOMAN'S CRISIS SHELTER, OR DOMESTIC VIOLENCE SHELTER, MUCH LIKE I WAS, AND SHE WAS POLTIICALLY AND PROFESSIONALLY CONNECTED TO THE LOCAL UNIVERSITY, MUCH LIKE I WAS,, AND SHE ENDS UP DEAD, WHEN SHE IS GOING TO EXPOSE HER HUSBAND'S CORRUPTION AND HIS ABUSE!
- local politician and woman, connected in to the community, the college or university, and involved in the new opening of a women's shelter for victims of domestic violence, married to Alan Masters, a prominent but dirty attorney, who is known to have judges, cops, on the local payroll, and is able to get his client's good outcomes on their cases, reports his wife, missing, making him a suspect in the case, involving local cops, who run into a stonewall by their Lt. Captain, when they try to look at the husband's house and affairs closer, but can't
- the FBI at the same time, is looking into the Chicago mafia, and activities, around strip clubs, being used as fronts for the mob, and prostitution rings, when they discover that the mafia, is using or allowing men to use their business and personal credit cards, to visit the services at the gambling and strip club, contacting, what they don't know is the FBI sting operation, working as an undercover, National Credit Card, really, money laundering scheme, where the men's own cards, can be covered by this cover company, with a legitimate sounding name, but really, on the payroll for the mob, without power, but very critical to the mafia operartions
- local mobsters, do what the mob has been doing for years, and they are going within the police department to find a dirty, very connected cop, who can be on their payroll to protect them and keep them from being investigated. First it was the police captain, but eventually, the city council got onto the corruption and fired him, but his Lt. came right on board, and as the FBI did there sing op, they were put in contact with Alan Master's the go to attorney, to get everything done, who has judges on the payroll, and who can grease the wheels for the cops, and protect the mob, and their, undercover, credit organization, (Brian Adamson), and as they look into this attorney, the find out, that, he collected, $100,000 insurance on his wife's death, killing her, or almost killing her, soliciting, a couple of cops, to finish the half done job, in his jealous rage, when he finds out that his wife is leaving him and having an affair with a professor from the college.
- so, all the sudden, this Master's character, is in the middle of the mafia investigation, the murder investigation, and the insurance investigation, involving the wife, when, a friend at the college follows, the wife home, and reports that she did go home, rather than meeting her lover, who had been threatened by the cops, and warned to stop seeing the attorney's wife, who ended up being beaten by the husband, who was abusive to start with, and she was going to rat him and his corruption out as part of the divorce she was to get the next day, but ended up dead, and lucky for him, she died before, filing for divorce, hint, hint, hint, and two cops were called to finish the job and get rid of the body, putting to slugs into her head, and driving her car, into what the cops, accidentally, discovered was a car, graveyard, so when people wanted to get rid of older cars, they were upside down in, they would drive them into the water treatment or sewer plant, where good cops, not only found the murder victim, ,but found, 82 cars buried in the place, figuring out that, cops had to be involved for people to get away with driving them in the water without, anyone knowing or reporting the cars, until the insured, collected the insurance money!
- eventually, the mob, cops, and other started to get suspicious that the FBI or other law enforcement were onto their criminal enterprises, gambling, prostitution, and over entities, so the case started to go cold, and the feds, local cops, and others, U.S. attorneys and local prosecutors moved in on the case, arresting dirty cops, and others involved I the murder and the mob! But, the attorney, said, that, there was not one piece of evidence, that connected all the parts, players, and complex schemes of criminal activities, but, a thousand pieces of evidence, being connected by the cops, prosecutors and jury, brought the whole mafia, and dirty cops, and the key ring leader, the attorney, into focus, so they could get a conviction, the attorney and husband, got 40 years, the two dirty cops, the captain, the lieutenant and the guy, who dumped the body, all got, 30 and 20 years, respectively.
MY CASE IS MUCH MORE COMPLEX, COMPLICATED, INVOLVING BIGGER PLAYERS, AND THE SAME ONES TWO, WITH SEVERAL STATES INVOLVED, NATIONAL COPS, AND A WORLDWIDE CHURCH, ALONG WITH A NETWORK THAT SPANS BUSINESS, COPS, PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATES, AND MUSIC MARKETS, MOB, AND HOLLYWOOD!
- pointing out some similarities, Alan Masters, Allan Rex Bess, aka, Frank, Interpol, and possibly, Alan Dulles, father of the CIA, fringe experiments, the Monarch Project, the Yale, Skull and Bones Society, connected to the funding of Hitler, world bankers, in England, with ideas of white supremacy, racism, connecting to EK or European Kin, or the roots of the Mormon Church, connecting into the Brits, Mormon missionairies, Southwick and Chamberlain, roots, to Mormonism, the Masons, Illuminati, and it goes on and on from there
- and like the Alan Masters, I the FBI series, my forth husband, was accustomed to limo service, having tabs, bank hoping and acting like a total spoiled brat. And what led me to think he might be an attorney or cop, was that, once, I wrote a letter to the California Correctional Facility, and he had me read it twice and told me he had a hard on, just listening to me, read this blistering and bullying letter, being #2 in the nation at the time the CHEEK case was going on, putting me on the scene with cops, in fear of this bad ass con law chick the same one who had kicked the shit out of the cops and prosecutors, 10 years earlier, in asset forfeiture and fraud units, going after doctors, along with the famed, Brock securities case!
- I married, whom I thought was, Allan Rex Bess, my client, but about two weeks after I married the federal agent or mafia, one in the same, maybe DIA, because, he brought in a new police chief to Parowan, Utah with him, and got rid of everyone, whom the old Allan Bess, trusted, refusing to come to town, for months and months, worried about being discovered! After a week or so, knowing Allan Bess, somewhat, I realized that this was not him, but, I could not prove it, nor did I think, and connect that to Allan being murdered, for a while, but, I knew something was up, even thought that maybe the real, Allan had been a plant all the way along, but knowing something was up, when one morning, I showed up unexpected and very early, seeing man, who looked like he belonged in a nursing home, looked shrunken, and old, thin and frail, not the viral, 60 year old, I remember standing next to me in court and he started talking in a third person, context, almost disassociated with his character, or the real Allan, but, finally, I confronted him and that is when he joked that, he was, Interpol and his code name was Frank, that started to shape my thinking, until, I finally, two months later, got him to sign an annulment, ending our divorce, but, he like the Alan Master's character, got some judge, in the 6th judicial district, to, like overturn, the annulment, when we didn't even live in that district, but we did get married there, but, I told him, I would not be married to someone, I didn't want to be married to, still married to Brett, too! LOL! Hard to handle, but that is when the war started, with Shelley and Isaac showing up, and the attempt to take over the house, plant drugs, or something, giving the house to Max Alger, rather than me, cops, prosecutors, and judges, playing along with Frank, knowing damned well, that he was NOT ALLAN, even showing Jason Johnson, from Adult Probation and Parole, that the REAL Allan, was 6 feet tall, and this dude was only, 5'9" but, he, Frank, knew, that, the cops all hated me, as did the prosecutor, judges and the city, now with a new chief, I had no allies, and the rest was easy, with cops, trying to weave, Shelley, into my place as wife, attorney, home owner, over $700 million worth of cases, owner of my bank account at Wells Fargo, and generally, taking over my life, my money card, and all . . . the neighbor told me, that the cops were over at my hosue all the time after I started to leave and go to MONTANA, after they tried to kill me!
- I would check to see if there are some insurance policies that were taken out on me or Allan, aka, Frank, because, he staged his death, he and Shelley murdered Allan, my client, and cleaned out, the Bess family, of all their stocks, bonds, investments, and tried to frame or blame me, for throwing them out into the large dumpster, I had out there for two months . . . but, I remember, how clean and orderly, the real Allan, a Marine, kept the house, the basement, was the cleanest basement, most orderly, place that I had ever seen, with a new furnace, and even his paints and tools, kept neatly in an old fridge in the basement, but I saw it in February, and my house in St. George, was raided, and emptied, in May, before, I was to fly to Denver and the 10th Circuit Court of Appeals, leaving me reeling with chaos and confusion, while the plans were going into reality, so, there was at least two weeks, before I saw Allan, now, Frank, and another month or so, before, I moved into the house, Allan Bess the real, gave me, when the crooks in St. George took the Bloomington house, protecting it from exposing Chris Hickey, Shelley, Brian Adamson, the Asset Protecting Attorney from Texas, hint, hint, hint . . . I just got a car offer, or special pop up on my computer, so I clicked on the MAZDA 3, 5 DOOR, and like yesterday, I don't get a Mazda quote, I get, a fucking Mustang and connection with the Chevy, probably what Shelley is driving, and so, I looked at the GUNN CHEVROLETE, dealer, and saw that, the weaving of the cars, had been done AGAIN, with Shelley's daughter in Texas, where Shelley probably ran to Amarillo, TX, to hide with her daughter, Alexandra Maughan, or ME! NO, like I said, yesterday, I would not have a gas guzzling Mustang NEVER!
- but Frank, sounded like a TEXAN, with a deep southern accent, that I started copying for a while, until, my kids, got pissed, and I was just making fun of whomever the shit, I was married to, but, I just thought it was, a southern Utah thing, so, I was just making fun of the local, what I thought was a Parowan, Utah, dialect! LOL! But, if you connect the concept of me, being, Shelley, and her absconding not only with all my MONEY, but, Isaac, taking ALL Elliot's band money, with not just one CD out, but TWO, and all the BESS money, they were well, millionaires, easy, with a bank account, bank box, and old collectors items, Allan's dad, who was in on the raid of Hitler's house, and Frank was a GERMAN, so, he would want the BLOOD RED RUBIES WORTH A SMALL FORTUNE, the coins, the flags, with Hitler's blood, and all the money the BESS family had, and it was a shit load! Stock in Texaco, Chevron, Exxon, Mellon Bank, NY, water sewage and land in Nevada, because, I saw all the paperwork the first night, I moved the house, and I remember wondering what the fuck happened to the house, clean, orderly, spotless really, and Allan, had left all the mail he got during his stint in jail, that Iron County may have beer worried about, getting sued again, by ME, for keeping Allan in jail, being framed by the cops and prosecutors AGAIN, with Frank, representing, the military, seeing that Tristan's wife's murder, Allan was going to help me, because he and the REAL Allan, connected over biker patches, and this new dude, Frank, allegedly was a biker infiltrator for the government! He tried to convince me that Tristan was guilty, when the real Allan was all over helping me get Tristan off the murder wrap! Frank was a squad leader or sargaent in Vietnam, while my Allan, was I-Corp, Marine! the weaving, my Allan, never saw battle, and Frank, kept telling me that, he had 83 men under his control, and those who listened to him, came out alive, and those who didn't, died, 53 survived! I am guessing that Shelley is trying to dump the GMC YUKON, and she purchased a Mustang, mixing it up with me, purchasing a new car, who know what I will land on, but, I have had two Mazda's and Chris has one too, so a family car, using the clone computer to confuse, investigators, one who is who . . . I am sitting here at McDonalds, Missoula, have been here since about, 10 or so, leaving when I saw all the news at the SLEEPY INN!
SHORT SNAP SHOTS OF WHERE ALLAN, AKA, FRANK COMES IN!
- I believe, based on the familiarity and immediate connections between Shelley, Isaac and later, Rachel, and Kay, that, Frank was involved in the first CD of Elliot's band, God's Revolver, "Little Black Horse" with the fake band, being called in honor of Frank, from Texas the Alamo, since I was going to purchase a recording studio and dance hall for Elliot, and Frank and Isaac, and I were all standing outside the old Dairy in Parowan, Utah, and I was trying to think of names for the place, and both, Frank and Isaac, simultaneously, said, let's name it the ALAMO, and later, I saw an Alamo coffee cup, at Jerry Owens house in Midway, and, the band, I think, that was doing the Dodge Dart commercial, was, I think, called REMEMBER THE ALAMO, to cover for the western theme, Texas Ranger, Frank, moved to Interpol?
- Rachel and Scott her son, once stopped by, Allan Bess's house while he was alive, to get a check for me, and she was terrified by the REAL Allan, but later, when Frank was at my house, allegedly as Allan, Rachel insisted on going to see, a man, she was afraid of? There seemed to be a big connection between Rachel, my dad, and the TV series, 24, the FBI hit man, Sutherland played, Brett? Frank? Kennedy? I just thought the 180 degree turn, Rachel showed, indicated an inner circle man!
- Frank loved MONTANA, his favorite state? If I track the car ads, Shelley, with the clone computer, stopped in St. George, before, going to Texas! Where the Gunn Chevy dealer is in San Antonio, TX. Frank was a Chevy man! Mustangs are undercover cops cars!
- Frank was the one who killed all the rubber neckers, flags, at Panguitch Lake, working with communications vans and trucks to put up, surveillance on me, so he knew when, I came to the cabin, where he was living . . . probably, Shelley was staying in the cabin to the north of the Bess cabin! Shelley is either married to John or Jack of Kalispell or Frank, or both in this wife swapping organization, mob wives, have long done the cover hubby!
- Frank, aka, was working with the cops, prosecutors, judges, and whomever, because he knew they all hated me already from the CHEEK law suit! He brought in MILITARY BRASS, NORAD, police chief, from Marines, background in military internal affairs, making me think that he was hired to protect me from the dirty cops, trying to kill me, but he was brought into protect Frank and the dirty cops! Ken Carpenter or Wade, as I recall, he did the cover-up of Allan's murder, when I gave him fucking 200 pages of evidence, DNA, and tons of shit, PROVING that FRANK was NOT ALLAN, he also covered for the STAGED SUICIDE, fuck, I saw, the REAL Allan's cremation plan with Southern Utah Mortuary, or was that for me, when they killed me? But, the funeral home, tried to make me, pay another $600 dollars for the embalming and funeral care for Allan, aka, Frank . . . why, he had a plan to be BURNED! I never paid a fucking dime, but the funeral dick might talk!
- Frank teamed up with Judy Daly, the one witness in Allan's case, she also, hooked up with Shelley, during the month or few weeks, that Isaac and her crashed MY HOUSE, later be locked out when, Allan or Frank, hooked up with Shelley, I couldn't stand him and was trying to get him arrested for the murder of ALLAN REX BESS . . . Frank also, had, Allan's son, REX BESS, murdered, gang style, because, I told him to come to Parowan, and I would let him live in his FATHER's house, and get him into college, FRANK WAS BRUTAL TO HIM, and hand him CHOKED DOWN, FUCKER! LAW ENFORCEMENT . . . oh, we deserve all these incentives to do our JOBS . . FUCK YOU ASSHOLES, FUCK YOU FOREVER, HATE YOUR FUCKING GUTS, YOU KILLERS, MURDERERS, BLOODY FUCKERS! Shelley always wanted to be, one of the boys, the big boys, so she MURDERED ALLAN, who SAVED ME!
- the REAL ALLAN was likely a key element in ending the VIETNAM war, he had a direct line to NIXON, had a knowledge of where every missile in AMERICA and the world was! I remember, giving, Frank a copy of the request that I made to the state crime lab, to have them test the DNA of Allan, when I was working on the case, and Frank studied that like it was a final exam, just like he did, a movie series I got, so I would know more about the Vietnam Era, when, I thought, Allan was still alive! But, I remember, Frank, acting distant and saying, IMAGINE a KID FROM PAROWAN, not TEXAS, and he would drift off, not saying much, but, it made me think, that Frank knew who Allan was TOO, and he wanted to be him, just like Shelley wanted to be me . . . I BELIEVE COPS, UNDER THE BUSH ADMINISTRATION WERE KILLING OFF FAMOUS, PEOPLE, ATTORNEYS, PLAYBOY BUNNY'S, AND OTHERS, PUTTING COPS IN THEIR PLACES, AND THEY WERE GOING TO CARRY OUT THE BUSH CIA, POPPY BUSH'S, NEW ORDER, USING ALL THE MONEY, FAME, TO FURTHER A WORLD TAKE OVER WITH THE CIA AND THE MILITARY OVER THE UNITED STATES, CONSTITUTION, PRESIDENT, PENTAGON, CONGRESS, SUPREME COURT, IF THEY WERE STILL GOING TO HAVE ONE, AND THE FBI!
- Frank was in the white limo, in Washington, D.C., when I got sworn in the NEXT DAY, staging the swearing in ceremony for his wife, JOANN, aka, SHELLEY, or who knows . . . I believe, that Shelley, was FBI or something, because, when I was with Fred Adams, even before I met Brett, but left Jerry Owens, I ran away, and walked into, a beautiful house in Parowan with a guest house that was open, one night, when I was freezing and escaped, Fred's control . . . later, Shelley, said, she knew the owners? Rachel, and Fred, worked with cops, to locate me, this was in my brain damaged days, but still with it, noting all this shit, and, I think, Preston Griffeth's, younger brother, oh shit a cop in Enoch, Utah, also involved in the cover-up of the girl, that Frank murdered to take local cops off me, writing about him, killing ALLAN BESS! Dirty all over the place, ENOCH, Preston's baby bro, was out of his jurisdiction, working with the Iron County Sheriffs, even staging the murder scene, to cover up the fact that Frank killed the girl, for her CELL PHONE, using local druggies, to say it was her son who was killed . . . NO, and the chief of police was in on it, Wade, because, all the evidence had been DOCTORED, once THEY KNEW I WAS ON THE CASE! or at least self-appointed being the one who called the SHERIFF's DEPARTMENT telling them, that Frank or Allan took the truck, he had no license to drive, parked in the spar lot, near the trailer, tracks in the new snow, he was also gone when I came to tell him about the murder, but the dog and the cat were still in the house, which, was the first thing he did each morning while coffee was brewing, take the pets out and feed them! They were still in the house and Frank gone, but later I heard him on a cell phone, upstairs, rather than on the landline, where I could hear him!
- THIS FUCKER IS A KEY ELEMENT to the CASE, from STEALING THE MUSIC, to STEALING MY SUPREME COURT CASE!
JUST LIKE IN THE "WILLOW SPRINGS" CASE, IRONICALLY, IN CHICAGO, ILLINOIS, WHERE MY COMPUTER GUTS, ARE OFTEN, SEEN, WHILE I AM IN MONTANA, PROBABLY KAY HOOKING UP WITH BRETT, OR NOW THAT I SEE THE GAMES, THE CLONE COMPUTERS DO, IT COULD BE SHELLEY, IN TEXAS, MAKING IT LOOK, LIKE SOMEONE IS IN CHICAGO, WHERE I WORKED FOR "AMERICANS UNITED FOR LIFE" VERY PRESTIGIOUS . . . I DIDN'T KNOW THAT AT THE TIME, BUT I DO NOW!
MY SONS' MUSIC, RUNS THROUGH THIS MESS, JUST LIKE A RIVER RUNS THROUGH MISSOULA, MONTANA! FROM PARALLAX, TO MARALOKA, WORST FRIENDS (FAMILY) TO, GOD'S REVOLVER, AND NOW, THE "DITCH AND THE DELTA!" MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, ENOUGH TO FUND THE FUCKING NEW WORLD ORDER! GET-R-DONE!
MY SONS' MUSIC, RUNS THROUGH THIS MESS, JUST LIKE A RIVER RUNS THROUGH MISSOULA, MONTANA! FROM PARALLAX, TO MARALOKA, WORST FRIENDS (FAMILY) TO, GOD'S REVOLVER, AND NOW, THE "DITCH AND THE DELTA!" MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, ENOUGH TO FUND THE FUCKING NEW WORLD ORDER! GET-R-DONE!
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