Zero Nicotine Wednesday
Flyin Low Multiple Mach
"Hey Ryan"
"Hey Veronica.
Whad up?
Thought you were in the desert with Sweet Sweet Lor Raaine?
"I am. I just drove up to Sedona to grab a few things.
Lock up the house and all".
"Oh. O.K. So you keeping the crib?"
"Tehhh.
That is just the drop in the bucket.
I hope that Bitch is all my cheating husband expected.
Because he is paying me Bukoo".
"Damn Girl.
You ain't playin.
At least you didn't zero him with the Glock 37 Special Agent Lake".
"Honestly.
I would have received so much satisfaction in doing just that. As in a few rounds to the most vital of most vital parts leaving that cheating dog bastard unable to perform as it were.
The good news is that I am joining that exclusive club that you have been a member now going on eight years".
"Clue me in Girl.
What in the tarnation are you speaking of"?
"Well Club Celibate of course".
"Talk about puttin it all on the line".
"Yeah. What the hell. Speaking about celibate are you sure your membership has not been deleted"?
"Huh? What you mean Girl"?
"Ms. Blonde De Blonde Something Shake Something".
"Damn V. For real.
You have an innate ability of bringing up the most hell bent gut wrenching episodes in my life".
"Really?
I Thought You and Ms. Blondie were all up in that love thang".
"Hmmm".
"Tell me Ryan. Tell me. Come Onnnn".
"Fuck V.
Awight.
Put it this way.
There was A real good reason I dumped her on the off ramp of the freeway back last summer".
"Go ahead".
"In the briefest of nutshells.
She a crazy ass belligerent angry screaming Bitch".
"Damn Ryan. Let it all out. So why did you get back with her"?
" I run into her at this place. She all on da drop of a dime I love you Ryan. I missed you Ryan. Whats the chance Ryan we meet up like this on and on.
Then if all that wasn't bad enough.
She telling me all this while she's rubbing those big chest globes across my my chest and simultaneously rubbing her thigh inside my leg against Mr. Big.
I didn't stand a fuckin chance".
"Phew! It's getting real hot in here. So tell me. How did you hold out on your celibacy with all that rubby rub".
"It wasn't easy. But I stood tall. As well so did Mr. Big. But I hung. No sex before marriage.
I ain't gonna lie. One night while she was sleeping in the back of the truck, well, I'm in the front seat and... Well... I kinda".
"Ryan! What did you do".
"Well... I Hmmm. I Jacked Off".
"Ryan! You are so bad".
"Tehhh. Yeah and seemingly after that pounds lighter".
"OMG Ryan"
"So are you gonna sell the Sedona Mountain Top Mansion"?
"No. I'm going to keep it forever.
I was thinking that you and I could call it home".
'Hmmm. Definitely something to think about".
"Don't think too long Ace. It's getting very cold outside and soon the snow is coming".
"Yeah. And what does cold outside have to do with me"?
" I know your sleeping outside Slick. Going on four weeks now".
"Damnnn. Always Da Fuck Peeping me. Momz for sure came back as live ass you".
"Tehhh. Got many friends here up mountain miles high".
"Hmmm".
"Hmmm What"?
"I don't know. You and me all cribbed out in the Sedona".
"It would be nice. I mean we are friends 51 years now".
"Uh Huh".
"Ryan. What is that look"?
"Look. What look"?
"That look Ryan. That same look I saw on your face when we were 15 back on Santa Monica Beech that day Blonde Beth Titus showed up".
"Huh".
"Ryan. What are you thinking"?
"Don't ask Veronica. Just don't ask. No big biggy".
"Ryan. Your glowing. What are you thinking"?
"Put it this way. I'm not getting up from this chair for awhile".
"Ryannnn. What are you saying"?
"V. You know how fuckin literal I am. Ask me and I will tell you".
"I'm asking Mr. Donovan".
"O.K.
You asked.
You and me up in the Sedona Sky High.
After dinner your clearing the table.
Bending over.
Dressed in Black Satan Ankle Highs.
Pair of shorty short Dukes.
Tight little Something Something Titty Top".
"Ryan!!! OMG. Ryan"!
"Well.
Your a very beautiful woman.
Always have been.
As well a virgin until 26 years old when you married Doc B.
For sure.
No Hoe.
I mean really.
That Poon Guilded".
"Oh My God.Ryannn!!! You never thought like this before".
"I know.
Just came over me.
Can't explain it.
For real.
Why did you never have that kind of interest in me".
"How do you know I didn't"?
"I don't know. You tell me".
"It was like you were so good looking.
You didn't even know it.
Girls were all over you.
It was like you couldn't care less because all you wanted to do was surf and your car thing.
Then I witnessed how you and girls always ended bad.
Real bad.
I decided that I just wanted to be friends".
"Yeah.
What about now"?
"Same. Friends.
I never want it to be anything else because I can not bare the thought of never seeing you again.
But really. What are you going to do regarding your living situation"?
Actually I'm good.
Warm sleeping bag.
Secluded forest setting.
Best of all every night I'm sleeping under the 7 Stars.
If all that wasn't enough.
Yesterday Dark Evening when I arrived at my spot.
Lay down my sleeping bag.
Look up.
A shooting star.
Yesterday morning approximately 04:35 the first thing I see upon opening my eyes are the 7 Stars directly overhead.
Then Slam Da Fuck Whamo.
Just to make sure The Lord grabbed my attention.
Damn ass shooting star".
" I'll admit Old Man very cool. What are you going to do when snow hits?
"I dunno. Climb that bridge when I get there".
"How long do you think you'll stay in Flag?
I mean what that trucking company did to you is just so very fucked up".
"This is what I mean.
This Is What I Mean.
Always dragging up the mud and the blood.
Just have to catapult me back the crap".
'Fuck you Ryan.
What they did to you was horrible.
On their word you closed down everything in Tucson at great expense.
Storage.
Cab fare.
Everything.
Ryannn.
What are you clutching your Rosarie for"?
"I am praying to my Lord God Almighty that he induce a massive throw me to the fuckin ground heart attack right the fuck now".
"OMG Ryan. Such Drama".
"Really Veronica.
Really.
Here you go again.
Dragging out the Caterpillar LeTourneau L2350 Earth Mover
To drudge up all the crap seemingly buried deep deep under.
But oh the fuck no.
The entire time I was with Whacko Blonde Something Shake Something Something.
That is all she screamed about.
What that trucking company did to me stranding me with no money and owing me money.
Honestly.
I do not give two shitz or three giant fast flyin fuckz.
It's done.
It's over.
Next week I am paid my Social Secruty. Good to go,"
"See how you are.
Nothing effects you.
Just like nothing happened".
"Oh. Let me see.
Let me steam the crap every damn day until it is thick and explosive.
Then stuff it in my brains and let it fester.
Honestly.
I'm good".
"Oh.
Yeah.
Real good to go.
Money you have worked for since 11 years old.
Paying into SS since 16 years old.
Now the Argentinian Vulture Whore takes over 48% of it".
Ryannn!
Stop wrapping your Roserie around you neck.
Your going to choke yourself to death.
Ryannn! Stop it".
"Whats the damn difference?
Your already killing me.
Plus I have two attorneys on it now.
She is going to have to pay me a huge some of money.
The best part is the attorneys one here and one in Miami.
Pro Damn Bono.
It's all taken care of".
"I'm so proud of you Ryan.
Finally doing something about this criminal act perpetrated on you now for 23 years".
"Oh God.
I want to just stick a pack of Newports in my grill and light the entire fuckin pack".
"So this means you are staying in Flag"?
"V.
I have been coming here since 1966.
Most of this place then was dirt roads.
At this point I believe this is where The Lord wants me"
"Alright Tuff Guy.
Just keep me posted
"I will indeed".
"I'll be right back. Bring you some coffee".
"Thanks Girl".
Want to throw a Major Swamp Shout Out
To some very Fine Brave and Courageous Men and Women.
Who without a doubt never ever question their call to Service and the ongoing Mission of Protecting their Community.
Shift to Shift.
Detail to Detail.
Never questioning.
Only putting It On The Line.
Daily.
So To All The Great Peep's Over At FPD.
Flagstaff Police Department.
Thanx Ya All.
Ya All The Beautiful Best.
As well.
Some T.A.M.F.
Cause on the real.
Keepin It 100%.
This Miles Mountain High Environment Is Not At All For The Faint of Heart.
Thanx Guyz and Galz.
Stay Safe.
Trust No One.
Do Not Hesitate.
Swamp Love and Prayers.
Yeah Da Swamp Supports Law Enforcement 100%
A job offering few benefits and absolutely no guarantees that on any given day that any individual Patrol Officer will pull their cruiser into their driveway end of shift.
The Above and Beyond Ultimate Sacrifice.
Think about it America.
02:00.
Dark Dark Night.
Patrol Officer pulls over a vehicle.
Said vehicle has tinted windows.
Maybe a vehicle that has come across His laptop.
Out here in the cold lonely dark.
Patrol Officer doing his job.
Approaching tinted window vehicle.
Think this situation is one that any of you civilian Americans want to grab onto.
Minute to Minute.
Hour to Hour.
Day to Day.
I think not.
So when Patrol Officer approaches your drivers window.
License.
Registration.
Insurance.
Yes Sir.
No Sir.
Patrol Officer doesn't want the 4 part passion play.
You didn't know.
Only 5 over.
On and On.
Blahsey Blahsey Blahsey
You Breaking The Law.
Cause Trust Me On This.
Patrol Officer Did Not pull you over for a Social Media Moment.
Wrong is Wrong.
There is No degree of Wrong.
Not a little wrong or a fraction of wrong.
You breaking the law.
Law Enforcement Enforcing The Law.
To all of you Americans out there that refer to 'Poe' as pigz.
Like Dis Slappy.
Three Time Convicted Felons.
Bust Into Your Crib.
Go About Raping Your Wife and Daughters.
While Slicing You Up Into Filet De Human To Sell On The South Side For Pit Bull Consumption.
Ya All Gonna Call Da Pigz To save Your Presently Tortured Selves.
I Think Not Einstein.
You Hittin Up 'Poe'.
Show Some Respect.
Da Swamp.
Detests Hate.
Despises Haters.
On every possible conceivable level.
Born an Irish JewBoy.
I have seen hate Comin and Goin.
Up to Down.
Left to Right.
My Israeli Brothers and Sisters Know All To Well Regarding Hate.
Never Again ןעוער עגאינ
These Words Adorn A Few Israeli Buildings.
As Well On Three Of Israels Nuclear War Heads These Words take Their Place.
Israel Ain't Playin.
Trust Me.
The World Knows It.
As Well Israel Knows Her Enemies.
Enemies Of Israel.
Are Enemies Of Mine.
Today's American Government Has Taken By Decision The Role Of Enemy Regarding Israel.
Valery Jarret
Barack Obama
Bill 'Cop Killer' Ayers
Bill 'Consorting With The Taliban' Ayers
Just To Name A few.
You As An American.
Back Thus Government.
You Are Backing Radical Communist Jihad American Terrorists.
Straight The Fuck Up.
A Jacked Hammered In Granite 'What Is'.
Jacob Blesses his Sons
…7"Cursed be their anger, for it is fierce; And their wrath, for it is cruel. I will disperse them in Jacob, And scatter them in Israel. 8"Judah, your brothers shall praise you; Your hand shall be on the neck of your enemies; Your father's sons shall bow down to you. 9"Judah is a lion's whelp; From the prey, my son, you have gone up. He couches, he lies down as a lion, And as a lion, who dares rouse him up?…
Genesis 27:29
May nations serve you and peoples bow down to you. Be lord over your brothers, and may the sons of your mother bow down to you. May those who curse you be cursed and those who bless you be blessed."
Judah, you are he whom your brothers shall praise: your hand shall be in the neck of your enemies; your father's children shall bow down before you.
The Song of Moses
…42'I will make My arrows drunk with blood, And My sword will devour flesh, With the blood of the slain and the captives, From the long-haired leaders of the enemy.' 43"Rejoice, O nations, with His people; For He will avenge the blood of His servants, And will render vengeance on His adversaries, And will atone for His land and His people." 44Then Moses came and spoke all the words of this song in the hearing of the people, he, with Joshua the son of Nun.…
Ephesians 1:11 In him we were also chosen, having been ...
God also decided ahead of time to choose us through Christ according to his ... In Him we Jews have been made heirs, having been chosen beforehand in ... of God in all that he has done for us; let all be ascribed unto the praise of his glory. ... and which his righteousness gives a right unto, and his grace a meetness for; ...
1 Peter 2:9 But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood ...
You are royal priests, a holy nation, God's very own possession. ... But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that ... ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light: ... Precious beyond compare, by all that can give worth.
Cause I as well Know.
Ya All Find Satan In The Joint.
The Fact of The Matter Is According To Stats.
Ya All On A Good Day Possess IQ's Ranging From 70 To 80.
Stats also show to pull off the perfect crime as it were requires an IQ of at least 152.
Higher than you Fuck Brains can even count.
So You Swastika Tatted Small Dick Moron Selves Whose Persona Is Of The Lowest Possible Intelligence.
You Of The Small Dick Tiny Intellect Pissed On White Boy Trash
Your Swine Crammed Mouths Stuffed With The Lice Of Maggots
We Of The Jewish Faith Are Your MASTERS
YOU WILL BOW AT MY IRISH JEWBOY FEET
YOU WILL PRAISE ME AND MINEIn The Final Days Which Are Now Upon Us.
Me and Mine Will Slaughter You Like The Filthy White Boy Trash Small Dick Faggots You Are.
Then When We Are Finished With You.
Our Muslim Brothers Will Take Your Blood Let Remains And Feed Them To The Filthy Swine From That Which You Came.
We Will Then Pimp All Your Mammas and Wives and Sisters On The South Side To Our Black Brothers and Sisters.
Feel Me?
So Far?
Small Dick White Boy Trash Hating Bitches
Fuck You And Your Muthu Fuckin Mammas.
I Own You Bitches
2Pac - Hit 'Em Up (Dirty) (Official Video) HD
"Damnnnnn Ryan. You sure you don't wanna cigarette".
"Fuck Dat.
Ryan. Out.
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