HAPPY FATHER’S DAY.
I attended church with my parents. Handing each line-up of songs to Ate Ising worked out well. I am MOSTLY stupid until others SUBTLY/non-verbally show me what to do. So with Mutha’s suggestion, I’ve done good today and it felt good to support the old timers.
I offered an “Amen” to Anuevo and greeted him HFD. I later remembered to do the same to Manong Chuck, quickly looked over my shoulder and saw him all alone and slumped over from seeming “ignored”. I also hugged him and told him welcome back.
To Clem: Your Dad wouldn’t let go of my hands! Please make sure you and your sister check-up on him frequently because he’s old. You rotten kids have hurt his feelings tremendously, even though he’s “cruel” to Ate. Just freaking be “nice”. It’s all that parents hope that you don’t forget/neglect them like what almost happened to Kasey Kasem-RIP.
Unfotunately, we did’t see the twosome, who texted me that “something came up earlier.” They should know attending church has been important to my parents. We assumed the twit visited her dad’s grave. She left early after lunch, cake, and cards. We sensed that she missed her decreased Pa.
After eating lunch and doing dishes, Squirrel and Dad did push-ups. They stopped at 16 and 23, respectively. The twit video-taped the exercise. Further, Squirrel video-taped Dad using my five-pound weights (for girly-men like Obama).
Loca Lolita had infiltrated our parish and is mocking the priest by showing her presence by helping out at the table out front. My parents spoke to the priest who was out front too. I hid among the bike racks and waited for them to come to the car.
She wore a blue dress, rainbow-colored strapped heel and sat up front at the St. Joseph side. NOONE sat to her left! Twice, she turned her graze towards me and twice I stared her down. She turned her face away/hid her face with her new/shoulder-length/blunt-cut black hair.
I sensed that god-damned reptilian was waiting for us to drive-by/exit upon which she uncannily turned around to her right to see me stick out my tongue and flick her off among parishioners, who have no idea that she’s a mental patient!
She laughed and smiled because she had been taking her happy pills. She had been demonstrating good behavior. I’m sorry to say that mental patient can go to hell! I wonder who is supervising that mental patient?
She can die. If Saul and other New Age channelers want to deal with her, she’s all yours. Obviously, devils like Sal/pals love their own “kinds” by allowing her to attend MY church. She was already banned from attending St. John the Baptist in Milpitas, CA for accusing other women of the same thing to me.
To San Jose, CA (County of Santa Clara): Y’all are failures!
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