Chapter 24 5 Super Days Of Botbar From Calmar

Now let us discuss in more detail, the day in tail-end July of 2003, that became my mast day of beaches and ocean swimming, F O R E V E R. This is in the order of events that it went down: Got to shore, parked car at resorts casino hotel parking hi-rise garage, and proceeded then to walk to the beach, towell, in arm. I do not pack a lot of junk, nor stay more than 1 or 2 hours, and never arrive at full soon angle of 10-3. First, I love to bodysurf, for those who never swim in an ocean, it simply means that u use the energy in the waters, to move u from where the wave is starting to break due to shallowing bottom and gravitronic forces combo, to as far into the beach, as the force of each uniques wave/energy system, is able to carry you. Occassionally, I would cheat a bit, to catch or remain with the water flow, but never enough to be noticed and look too strange to any casual onlookers. After getting both tired of doing it, and a bit tired also bodily, as I was working as a night watchman at a place where it was very busy, sleeping on the job not an option, and my weekly work schedule totalled up to 69 hours on all 7 days, nice #-----[ 69 ]. After riding in a wave to near-shore, I walked inland a bit further, and then enjpoyed standing in a nice cool ocean, communing with the great SSJKK and enjoying her slowly sinking me down, until unable to stand with ankles fully submerged into sand from erosion forces, caused by my weight of standing there still, and water washing around me, I would from time to time, take my feet out and start sinking down all over again, enjoying my solitude with my innermost thoughts, not bothering a single rotten sole, and lovin' it. Then, soon to be Mayor Levy, his wife put a cousin of hers up to this ar no way it could have happened, a young afro/amer female came near me, along with her small child, and began playing as close to me as they could get without knocking me over. After 5 or so minutes ticked by, the mother began to hum a melody that I had recently written and sent to the US Copyright office, from my song entitled,"DON'T HIDE, YOU CAN'T HIDE". The humming went on for 5 minutes or more longer, driving me literally mad, while I pretended with my best poker face to be oblivious to all this, and then kazam boom alagapukio, she and her child started singing words that they made up to the song, going [YES WE ARE, YES WE ARE, YES WE ARE THE LAMISTS]. I just now had a huge illegal popup on my screecn, a major hack, they have no right to annoy me by removing my blog and putting an entirely different screen up. Library personel thank the gods, were able to rectify the problem. YOU NUCT C THAT THIS IS NOT MADE UP, I AM NOT TYPING WRONG KEYS OR HITTING ANTY FUNCTIONS THAT R CAUSING THESE ILLEGAL POP-UPS AND HACKS. THESE 4ces will not allow exposure, I am being removed, normally I get more time, ouch that funny bone. L A M I S T, L A M I S T , l A M I S T, F L A S H M O B These r forbidden words, and the power company told me that a tree fell over yesterday, cutting off my power, and ruining my evening, watch the EVIL EMPIRE GET ITS WAY, THEY ALWAYS DO WIN THEY SCORE WITH A MAJOR STRIKE, AND I KNEW I WAS DEAD AFTER MR. Z GOT KILLED IN THAT AIR STRIKE, THEY ALWAYS HURT ME, THE COWARDLY BUMS, AFTER THEY KILL SO MANY POOR INOCENT WOMEN AND CHILDREN,[ACCIDENTALLY] OF COURSE AS WITH MY 1994 AND 1995 CAR [ACCIDENTS], THAT THESE MISERABLE SNAKECUMLAPPERS CAUSED ME, TO TOTALLY WRECK MY LIFE IN THE LAST DECADE!!!!!!!!!!! No way a tree just fell over, there was no storm, and just friday i weas on phone with atlantic city electric company, complaining of a seperate other annoying situation, AND MY BILL IS ALWAYS PAID ON TIME. dO NOT HAVE ANY SPARE $$$$$$, BUT rent AND utilities, ARE PAID BEFORE i EAT. i GREW UP WITH FINE PARENTS, THEY MADE MISTAKES, BUT INSTILLED MANERS AND PROPER BEHAVIORIAL ATTITUDES, INTO ME FROM MY HIGH CHAIR, AND WITH A NUDGE IN THE ASS WHEN NEEDED, NOW IN THIS MESSED UP 21ST CENTURY IN GOODOL' USA, TOUCH YOUR KID, AND ITS 3 HOTS AND A COT. hOPELESSNESS IS WHEN U KNOW THERE IS NO WAY OUT OF A NIGHTMARE THAT U TOTALLY KNOW DAMN WELL THAT YOU'RE IN, DESPITE BILLIONSA BASTARDS TELLINYA TO THE CONTRARY. lET US GET QUICKLY BACK TO THE BEACH STORY, IONLY HAVE A MINUTE, COMPUTER SPACE CROWDED TODAY, AND ALREADY A MAJOR HACK ATTACK, JACK, MIZZ LATTISAW. When I was bodysurfing, obviously, these 2 slipped a note into my pocket, telling me that bob and steve levy on channel ten are cousins. That they knew all about me since I started coming down to 'their' area, and wanted me to become one of them, A FREAKIN' LAMIST, [dark shadows-leviathin]. The writer, a mister mike kelly, of a newsletter called, secrets of the next dimension, investigated this for me and told me I was lucky to have escaped with my life, these people are all in with ritual satanic sacrifice, rape and torture of childrem, kidnapping, and it is too horrible to go on, my stomach feels like i need to go out and throw up right now, but more will be said before end of the week.