Month: July 2013

Wise cracker: “I’m very sure [psycho] Linda has cancer. She is looking skinny.” I recalled watching a Discovery Channel show in which the mother was incorrectly diagnosed as insane when in fact she had ovarian/uterine cancer! The protein of her body created antibodies which affected the mind and behavior of the poor mother.

To TBTP and pals: Y’all need to revamp Obama care to correctly diagnose innocent people who are misdiagnosed as insane! They deserve a second chance/better life. Or just confine these people. Have them isolated for proper treatment.

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Dear invisible god,

Please help Melinda. She is having a difficult time restraining her insane mother indoors.

Could you please relieve the young woman from having to care for a mother who may harming herself and others? The daughter needs a second chance.

We are praying very hard for her and get family. She needs help because one person is affecting the health of everyone around her.

WTF it’s wrong with you god? We are not angry at her anymore. There is nothing you can do for her and us, huh?

Sincerely,
Evil Kitty

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To the NSA: Can y’all snoop into our newly installed camera? I’m assuming/suspecting she is on some sort of strong psychoactive illegal drugs, which could explain the following behaviors. Must be from the illegal immigrants, she is housing. Reviewed video surveillance. Upon our return home around 1848, saw her running fast out of once closed garage, checking her mailbox, jumping near our shared chain link fence, and hosing down my car again. Hehe!

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Psycho Linda is wearing red top and walked back to her house and looked at license plate of our MB E430. She was looking at long, gray bus full of black people parked southbound on our long stretch of road and used her cellphone to fake a call. A white auxiliary truck is parked behind bus. Our new ADT camera is installed and live, capturing the bitch in action.

1235, Gray bus left.

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The ADT Commercial & Residential Security Services (800-ADT-ASAP http://www.adt.com) white truck is here! Hopefully the two guys would finish prior to four o’ clock because we got evening/outdoor mass and a choir rehearsal later on.

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Wise cracker: “See? That’s what y’all learned in school! Y’all screwed up!”

To the Boss: Dude! When I said “commanding”, I didn’t mean forcefully like steroid-laden rescue inhalers! I meant with dignified grace (like opera singers) by raising/lowering at least one or both upper limbs. Observe the hands of the priests – slow, sometimes both palms up and slightly outward, if not comfortably straight.

So I cited an example of my younger brother in which his photos show him smiling, skipping, hopping, playing, sashaying for the camera during his marathon runnings. Although he is a happily married BOY to a Chinese toid, I wonder about his playful innocence, like the Boss.

It’s not that we kids of this generation lack the strict tight-ass discipline of yester years but we are free spirited, out-of-control liberals/progressives. I tried to “convince” the bitch that most Filipinos are fruity anyway. But she is not buying it.

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Again, when restless/excitable energy gets out of control, something almost always happens. Sure enough, I dropped a plastic medicine cup containing my energy health snack nuts. It was on my piano bench and my left hand knock everything to the floor. I ate the CLEAN pieces anyway.

Anyway, when I relax, then my mind stats screaming out of frustration as I reviewed the previous events of IMPERFECTION!

Then I get distracted and have to pause and relax and calm down. There must be something to keep me performing at top peak.

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Practicing music pieces, in case chumps bale out/no show for assigned/paid gigs over weekend masses. Actually, I’m the third in line as emergency back-up. But because the other chumps have their own crappy lives to live, I’m stuck with dedicating my “help” to the “brains” (deciders) like “Mom” and Maw, which makes me the “brawns” (reptilian muscles) like Paw and moi.

Nice religious lyrics connecting to BeJeezuz, the Illuminated Son, and Gawd the Dad. Little to no mention of angels, saints, martyrs, or the Virgin Goddess Mary.

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