Off-topic rant only 1210716-1717. Per an email received from Kathy S, a choir member, the above-referenced YouTube link is a sample of choir music that our local church has sung last Sunday. There was a children-oriented event held inside the parish hall. So usually the crazy Filipino bitch living directly adjacent to us doesn’t attend, though her short-haired old Filipino caretaker, renter or TNT (taago ng taago) was sitting along at the third pew nearest the center aisle and from the front-facing, right section. Last week the nutter served up front next to Father Dang. She was wearing a dark-hosed stocking.
But after mass I had to pickup my new Epson Foto FF-640 photo scanner at my local BestBuy store up north per the courtesy text message. I arrived home but parked Dad’s MB E430 on OUR long stretch of side road, in order to unload my purchase and to repark my car inside the garage space of Dad’s car; so I could put air in my deflated tires, which has a pressure below 30psi and near 20 psi! I over-flated my tires to 34psi. That should give it time to deflate.
When I went to repark my car inside, she was there waiting, smiling, and pretending to garden in her dressy outfit. She was last seen opening up the trunk of her daughters white Honda CR-V. I don’t know how that family can get away with shit for so long, not unless the Filipino fools are so stupid and crazy.
Anyway, she has been having her episode. Yesterday, after I came home late from my FREE and first mammogram, done by a nice whitish girl, the crazy Filipino was seen opening up the trunk of her maroon-colored Dodge caravan and putting into or removing outta stuff. I turned off my car and hurried outta my driver side. She let out a soft ‘moo’, like the sounds of those shortish gray ALIEN entity. I responded by letting out a soft ‘moo’, also. Sigh.
So this morning at around 06:30 am, I hurried into my car to go to my temp job from hell. Her garage was already open and I could hear the motor running from inside. Then suddenly she appeared and pretended to garage off the side alley where her whitish colored rocks are located, near the smart meter to the gas line. She was bent over to water a non-existent plant while still in her long white gown and thick cotten slippers. The temperature was freezing cold. She needs a crystal-infused, hockey puck shaped generators on her crazy noggin! I don’t think prayers are working!
So yeah, I’ll continue to sin while the church tolerates psychos. I recalled last week that Father Bui told the public that a sexual predator didn’t do anything wrong. With that thought, all religious organizations are full of psychos, who believe in an invisible god and continue to worship graven images. I don’t know how I’m gonna get outta of this scam, though music is supposed to encourage others into believing.
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