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To the Boss:

Lourdes, the old cane lady shared with me three rosters of personal information listing the names, addresses, phone numbers, years of attendance, and sections for each choir member for 2006, 2009, and 2011. I like her and understand the sentiments of the old choir members and the professionalism of the former choir conductor.

As per an old man who visited our home this morning, I repeated what the former/late choir conductor told your Dad: “[If you want to sing in the choir, you MUST attend choir rehearsal]”. Of course, your Dad was a nasty jerk and never showed up after being told correctly.

So, I don’t blame you and your sister if you both are acting up/rebelling against the will of your parents, fighting with each other like cats and dogs, getting on the case of your parents gallivanting to religious places/sites, because you have seen/heard what your parents are capable of doing to others. You may be spoiled brats but a bit of warning: Y’all must stop misbehaving and shape up!

Now, that you’ve crossed my path, I’m watching out over y’all. I am allegedly/really/truly one of many naughty/nice/neutral incarnated creatures – the word used once your friend, Father Michael (who got your that gig) to describe us during one of his sermons before he left our local parish. It’s good our Bishop cycles out these people because of “favoritism”.

Playing dirty politics will get you in trouble because I am in personal connection with the Bishop’s “soul incarnation”, which I’ve seen through my own 3-dimensional/human/female pair of eyeballs, thanks to Shrimpsei’s OtterBox, which was buzzing inside my purse during our “Prelate of Honor’s” mass on 04/02/2011. I sent a thought requesting for it to reveal itself – and it did.

Of courses, no on will believe me, except the few conspiratorial nut-cases that keep “watching” over me, too. So you and your family and anyone else who want to know the extent of your bad attitudes, hypocrisy, and fakeness need no look further but to listen what others are saying about y’all. Do NOT doubt me.

Huh,

Flynn…

To the Boss:

You jerk! I can’t believe you’d dumped the assignment to St. Francine. You should have seen her jaw drop! At least I have the damn keyboard accompaniment for her! You are an amazing piece of unmanliness! So, what’s up with your back or butt? I only saw your wrinkled gray T-shirt and had to look away from the rest of you as you were addressing the sopranos instead of our alto section. And how’s your cough? Don’t forget your asthma treatment, ideally twice a day or whatever. You seemed to have acted out your frustrations to the medicated steroids at the sopranos. Hope you have a good/safe trip. Isn’t it perfect timing for when your parents will be away for those two weeks prior to your kid sister’s wedding? I really don’t mind helping you damn reptilians. It’s just that y’all are still NASTY!

Huh,

Flynn..

Dear invisible god,

Thank you for sending your “messenger” this morning. I know you’ve been so “nice” to save me from troubles. But I guess I was so distracted with being “bored” that troubled people seem to gravitate towards people like the wise cracker, the old soul, and moi, who unfortunately is too dense and clueless to avoid getting into trouble.

I know you have been sending me other clues to wake up. You know I don’t like church; yet you still kept me un/deremployed; embarrassingly so that I’ve been attending morning mass from Monday through Friday for the past six years. It would have been nice to start all over again. But I’ve learned about patience and understanding by staying home with my parents.

They are my best friends. I need not escape the comfort of my own home and travel far and wide to show-off how wonderful life can be when I have a beautiful backyard. Here is where I’ve saved some indoor tiny bugs and spiders, who reside in our fruit trees of plums, apricots, persimmon, pomelo, etc.

Perhaps, you are a prick! Isn’t that enough to tell you that TPTB and pals won’t keep their promises and guarantees to me? I seek justice and would like you to avenge me for setting these fools upon me. Damm mercenaries! But no and out of respect for your greatness, I must ask for your damn forgiveness. I’ve much to learn about crazy people and how to avoid them.

But I need your help. How do I get rid of the crazy people surrounding my family and me? One is living next door to us and near our garage. The others are in church. Perhaps, I must keep Shrimpsei’s OtterBox buzzing at all times. I don’t think it’s working because they are still attending church. Bahaha!

Amen and thanks,

Flynn…

To the Boss:

If you were forced to be our lead and do NOT wish to be considered for this full-time position among gossipers, you better reconsider your path. The following piece of crap may offend you. If so, don’t read.

It came to my attention this morning that the whole family is crazy. The children were brought up to be spoiled (as reported long ago by one of the son) and “bastos” (or rude).

Maw already sensed that the Mom is troubled and her son is nasty. But honestly, folks, they are human! And no one is perfect. As a matter of fact, these toids are “opening up” their “human” sides, politically.

Why, did y’all know last Sunday, we received a “bribe” of delicious food/new music? I thought, hey, that wasn’t necessary! But alas I had no choice but to accept and try to be respectful, regardless of her insanity.

The Mom is “Ising” and she is a psycho nutter and too dedicated to church. The Dad is also a jerk, who asked someone of his peer to perform, not realizing that the parents are professional musicians!

Being the dense and clueless one, I thought that the Mom was being “nice” to me. I thought that you appreciated my “help”. Well, they have been operating that way for a long time and I’m out!

So keep away! I was feeling sad/bad and actually cried because the Mom begged/bugged me so much that it’s hard to say “no” to her. Well, now I MUST avoid her and any commitment to petty annoyances.

Initially, I sensed no ill-will coming from those crazy people. Fast forward from March of the first group and then June of the second, I still don’t get it. Maybe blissful ignorance is good.

But that’s besides the point. I rationalized that everyone on this hellish planet is insane hypocrites and there is no heaven here but only for the few that have made peace in their own special ways.

The Bitch sensed that the Mom thinks someone after the son! We have come across two women who are psycho nutters. They are insanely jealous. That’s why I noticed how the Mom hugs and kisses the son in public twice!

As an outsider, stay away from me! I got my own problems with the Bitch and pals, who continue to “blame me” for something that I sincerely believed was the Lawd’s calling.

Sincerely,

Flynn…

Was listening to “El Rushbeau” about Obama health care insurance schemes, err, plans.

I once had my own/personal insurance and for a while I paid both mine and the health insurance under my employer.

Eventually, I had to drop my own personal health insurance because the employer version was heck of a lot CHEAPER!

After filling out all those paperwork for both insurances, I regretted dropping my own personal health insurance carrier.

After leaving that big-ass company/good-paying job, I no longer could afford to buy any health care insurance plan.

I didn’t want to pay over $500 per month for COBRA either! That was a poisonous/venomous attack on un/der employed people like me.

So, that’s why I requested TPTB and pals over my “hot line” that I wanted health insurance because I “foresaw” my situation. Behold! Here I am – in need of surgery but not getting any service.

If in case of emergency, don’t intervene. Might as well let me die, donate my body/brain to medical/scientific education/research, which I signed up online.

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To the Boss:

I was assigned again this weekend. This time there won’t be any last minute changes. But as I was practicing with the “substitute” during Monday night, I “picked-up” that you Mom would rather her own people perform. I still feel queasy in the tummy as if I’m still being used as a plug to make amends for her damn goofs with us kids.

Although I am honored to perform, I don’t like your politics. I would much prefer the younger generation the opportunity to perform. As mentioned in my old blog, once I know I could perform a little bit, I don’t really care anymore. I get “bored”. It’s not so much that it is not challenging but there is no excitement, no motivation, no income.

So fuck it.

Thanks,

Flynn…

P.S. I really do NOT like church, remember?

TV-PG, Original air date: 09/17/2013, CC.

No wonder the illegal immigration issue cannot be reasonably resolved! History has shown that elite LAND OWNERS were being driven away! OMG! Payback!

Viva Mexico! But remember: no illegal or immoral activities.

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To the Squirrel:

Please ignore the Evil Kitty. It would seem that your kinds refuse the brutal honesty approach. Maybe we can interest you with the Good Flynn’s honesty assessment of the twit.

I can see that she knows how to manage herself and others well, like a fattening mother hen. She does know how to respond properly to life’s pressing situations and ambiguities. She also says very little and with so few words wisely.

If only our thick-blooded attitudes were not so harsh on her perceptiveness, you won’t have such a difficult time understanding her and her frustrations. She is not controlling but willing to work well with others, who aren’t so aggressive like you and your mother.

I can sense she responds well to the personalities of your sister and your dad. So, I don’t know what, dear, you have implanted into your small rodent skull.

Overall, you did marry someone worthy of your affection. Although our cultural connections and quality times together are limited, it’s okay. We are grateful that she hasn’t lost her spirit of faith that we still could get along somewhat.

I hope you don’t get too paranoid about negativity being thrown your way. You don’t understand how her kinds practice “reverse psychology”. You will notice stark differences between the East and the West. I thought your smart! God!

Sincerely,

The Good Flynn…

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To the Squirrel:

You must forgive Evil Kitty. Moreover, you must forgive yourself for not properly informing your family that you won’t show up. Ignoring text messaging and covering up for the twit are warnings/bad signs that something is wrong with a couple that keeps fighting.

The reason is was being nasty from the beginning is because you’d deny for the rest of your life that you married a nasty one. She was already screaming at you before marriage. I was there. We didn’t say anything but left the scene.

Huh. Explain that…

Hiss.

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“Fumbled the Ball”, “A New Axis of Evil”, “All Bark, No Bite” (Hannity/FoxNews)

OMG! Two of my “calling cards”! Are y’all still messing around with certain people? God!

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To the Boss:

Last night I forgot to add my thought as to what you Mom “disclosed”  to me in confidence. And if I’m wrong then my “ability” to “predict” stuff is way off. Anyway, I’m imagining that perhaps your parents are going to buy your kid sister a one-of-a-kind wedding gift. So how much do y’all wanna bet? No takers? Okay, fine! Go away, then!

So I have a photo of your Mom’s “pride” as a prime example of how far she would go to obtain such “junk”. Unfortunately, it’s just a piece of paper to me. Take no offense but if y’all want to learn about stuff, y’all have to take the bitter draught/elixir and shove it down your throats!

Got stuck at Seven Trees/Capitol Expwy. Had to make long U-turn twice! Tall black cop helped bump Paw off main traffic to side street under blackened/three-column tree with green leaves at base and broken wooden stake. Got towed by “Dick’s” and tipped “ZZ-Top” dude from OK and TN. Saw him smile after tip when I answered Paw’s question: “From America” and followed up with “Asians”. Saw cover to coolant opened! Hot, sunny day! Noticed service consultant(s) quiet/non-interactive as Pw rattled in excitement. Awaiting diagnosis tomorrow morning. First time Paw ever got stranded on open road in 37 years of driving in America. Would have been hopeless without my smartphone…

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