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| Title: Re: Nazi Deco whorships satan |
09 Apr 2007 09:01:28 AM |
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On Apr 9, 7:52 am, wrote:
Kookets Googers.
There is piracy and there is German confiscation.
Short scientologist texan lobsterfash, torture prison activist.
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| Title: Re: Nazi Deco whorships satan |
09 Apr 2007 09:03:43 AM |
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On Apr 9, 8:01 am, wrote:
On Apr 9, 7:52 am, wrote:
Kookets Googers.
There is piracy and there is German confiscation.
Short scientologist texan lobsterfash, torture prison activist.
Big dark sunglasses, guerilla gun collection. Aruba is the
first official mob state (everybody is there, the Sicilian mob,
all the drug cartels from Central America.)
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| User: "John \C" |
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| Title: Re: Nazi Deco whorships satan |
09 Apr 2007 10:00:41 AM |
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<gb6726@yahoo.com> wrote in message
news:1176127423.111892.84880@e65g2000hsc.googlegroups.com...
On Apr 9, 8:01 am, wrote:
On Apr 9, 7:52 am, wrote:
Kookets Googers.
There is piracy and there is German confiscation.
Short scientologist texan lobsterfash, torture prison activist.
Big dark sunglasses, guerilla gun collection. Aruba is the
first official mob state (everybody is there, the Sicilian mob,
all the drug cartels from Central America.)
That's our Nazi Art Deco.
HJ
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09 Apr 2007 12:12:44 PM |
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On Apr 9, 9:00 am, "John \"C\"" <honestj...@centurytel.net> wrote:
< > wrote in message
news:1176127423.111892.84880@e65g2000hsc.googlegroups.com...> On Apr 9, 8:01 am, wrote:
On Apr 9, 7:52 am, wrote:
Kookets Googers.
There is piracy and there is German confiscation.
Short scientologist texan lobsterfash, torture prison activist.
Big dark sunglasses, guerilla gun collection. Aruba is the
first official mob state (everybody is there, the Sicilian mob,
all the drug cartels from Central America.)
That's our Nazi Art Deco.
HJ
Godfather with a horsevoice: "You come to me Rechy? You come
to ME? I come to you, you do not come to me.
How is that, ey? You think you tough, ah? I am going to show you
tough. Do you know how big I am? You don't know how big I am.
You don't know my network."
http://www.barrylipman.com/underwater_files/Aruba/Aruba_006.jpg
Barfighter George (the President?) walked into a bar. (All the people
stood up as he entered? I am not sure. The gray clouds outside were
moving fast, things were happening too quickly for me to say for sure
he was who he says he was as far as the bar was concerned.) He didn't
fokkin like Reche. Barfighter George was fukkin annoyed. Reche didn't
do anything wrong he was just fukkin annoying George. Rechy stood with
a cigarette in his mouth, didn't make a sound. Barfighter George
pushed Reche around with his index finger, all saw it. "You flip
floppin with me, Rechy? You think I don't know you?"
Someone in the bar not interested spoke up to his patron at the table:
"Somebody just shoot both those guys." And also at that moment two
guys with Irish descent arrived to Belfast with backpacks, they walked
two years from Australia, one had dark hair and an American accent and
the other had a French accent and they arrived to join the IRA upon
discovering their one and only true ancestry.
The bar had people staring at each other, Barfighter George was poking
Rechy, but Rechy was cool.
The problem is that George coyuldn't have enough taking it up with
Rechy. Most people soon were telling both of them to shut up but they
didn't care. George said *****, Rechy is mine, ok. You all just
shut up ok?"
Rechy to George: "I didn't do anything, ***** with your staring
eyes Georch. You don't own this citee. You can't shut your mouth.
You're a fukkin crazy person. You can't fukking leave people alone."
Georch: "You don't scare me Rechy. I can kick your *****."
Rechy: "Go ahead, let's go outside, you can try to kick my *****, but I
fukkin warn you, you are a fukkin freak."
Gearch: "Yur da freak, let's go guys. We're gonna see this guy getting
what he deserves pretty soon."
Rechy: "You treat this bar like your colony! Fukkin mob, I'll fukkin
break your skull with a hammer and then you can escape from the
hospital with a broken skull as my mother is gonna come and kill you."
Gearch: "You hear that guys, he is a momma's boy."
Georch Outside: "Hey guys, let's go do some damage, and break Elvis's
riverboat. Elvis is Rechy's best friend."
With baseball bats they came and broke Elvis' riverboat at night.
Elvis wasn't there.
Georch after: "Let's see what Rechy's gonna do."
Rechy didn't do anything but Elvis came with a hammer in his head and
sent the Georch to the hospital with broken head. Georch escaped from
the hospital the next day as Elvis and Rechy appeared dressed as a
nurse in his hospital room.
It was the next morning when Georch woke up with poop on the floor by
his bed. His room mate, an old man said he saw a nurse do it. And then
two nurses appeared at the door. Georch, his mouth taped was quickly
rolled out of his room tied to a wheelchair. They rushed down the hall
and down the elevator and exited at the back of the hospital. They
pushed Barfighter Georch up a hill, and faced the back of the
hospital. Rechy and Elvis decided to light up a cigarette and didn't
see that the wheelchair began rolling down the hill. They looked
around and oops, Georch was rolling down the grassy hill and in the
last moment bounced up and crashed through a hospital window at the
bottom floor. The wheelchair stayed outside. Elvis: "This was a fukkin
accident. We better get out of here."
That day Georch disappeared from the hospital. He ran off in a
wheelchair with a broken skull. Nobody knew where he was hiding.
Georch was sitting alone "somewhere" with his head wrapped.
He was slowly banging a giant drum, staring with blank eyes. Bwooom.
Boomm. Booommm. Bwoomm...
He stood up and said: "We are taking these guys out."
One could see Georch's brain, his people were fukkin throwing up.
Georch was rolled through the streets of belfast in a wheelchair. A
black Irish man was among those behind the wheelchair, and people in
the street were staring.
The black Irish bit a bypassing woman in the arm and she ran away
crying.
The men were walking slowly pushing the wheelchair.
Kids shot little plastic waterballs with slingshots at them from
behind a fence and the kids ran away.
Bwoom. Bwooomm. Bwooom. The men walked.
At home rechy's family is talking to Rechy:
"Rechy you need to get out of town. You messed with the wrong pig."
Rechy: "I am not going anywhere. I grew up in this town. I am Rechy,
common. Everybody knows me, everybody respects me. Don't worry about
me. Who do you think I am. I'll take care of him. I am not going to
hide in a bunker. I am the scariest guy in town, I've never been
scared of anybody to tell you the truth."
Elvis arrived beeping in his car outside.
Rechy: "All right everybody, just don't worry, ok. I love you all,
I'll take care of this problem with Elvis.
It's jrust the frukking Mrob, enjroy the Srommer, dron't wrorry
everybroody, I'llr bree undrer thre bridgre writh Elvris tonright
drinkring ifr yrrou nreed anythring."
Rechy's cousin: "Be careful Rechy. I don't like this. You don't sound
so good." (remove this line)
Two men ran out from a printing shop to Georch, and they brought a
stack of two large poster-sized pictures of Rechy and Elvis and the
guys handed out the pictures. They walked in the middle of the streets
holding the pictures of these two guys.
The slow drum sounded as they walked, and now they were more and more
in the street.
Boomm. Bwoomm. Bwooommm. Bwoommm.
"George!"
A boy yelled up. George was pushed on a wheelchair, and with an old
man's voice, with barely having a voice he lifted his finger and told
the boy to come by.
"George George, what's going on."
George with the Godfather's voice was quietly explaining to the boy
what was happening.
"There is not going to be any problem around here. Rechy messed with
the wrong family. Rechy is up to no good. Come here let me give you a
kiss. Go tell mommy to stay inside for a while, this is serious *****,
tell her to go shopping, and stay inside because there's going to be a
war. He messed with me, and there's not going to be a chance that I
will stop. I am not a man who takes ***** from anyone, do you
understand? Your family was good, they pay the dues to the King and
they shut up, and we need money now, tell your mother and father to go
shopping, to stay inside the house for a while, seal your house, don't
let anybody in. We need your family's loyalty, we need money. Go tell
this to your mother. (caughing)."
The boy ran home.
Georch was now wrapped up like a zombie worm in the wheelchair and was
giving out horrifying sounds of the oldest Godfather alive to the
people in the streets.
They stopped. Georch whispered: "Nobody fucking move!"
The black Irish yelled out so everybody in the street heard it:
"Nobody fucking move!"
Everybody in the street quieted and stopped.
George whispered and said: "When I was in the hospital"
The black Irish translated: "He said: When I was in the hospital"
George: "I escaped on this wheelchair."
black Irish: "He escaped on this wheelchair alone."
George: "The night was cold. I hardly had strength."
black Irish: "the night was cold. He hardly had strength."
George: "I lost control and rolled down into the bushes. There was
nobody to help me as I had my face covered with bush poop. But today I
am here."
black Irish: "helplessly Georch faught through the night alone to make
it and be here with us today."
George like a zombie worm began giving out hirling sounds to the
right, to the left.
The black Irish was standing thinking about what to say.
--
The "vampire" and Igor were sitting inside an IRA headquarter
compound. A man in an office room was talking to them:
"I understand that you two have Irish descent, and that you traveled
two years on your skateboards from Australia, but you can't join I am
sorry, you must leave."
Vampire: "But my people have already moved in."
"I don't know what you are talking about."
The IRA officer looked toward a soldier in the room: "Please escort
these two gentlemen outside at once".
The two were escorted outside, while the IRA officer walked inside
another room, then he slowly looked up to the ceiling. There were
hundreds of vampires hanging upside down like bats, some were
crawling.
The IRA officer yelled up as a vampire dropped from the ceiling with
an open mouth and went straight for his neck.
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Rechy was sitting under a bridge with Elvis. Rechy's cousin came on
the river on a small motor boat and pulled the boat to the side of the
River and he said: "Rechy. You need to get out town. I suggest you two
take this boat over to Liverpool, but at night when nobody can see
you."
They hugged goodbye as Rechy's cousin said: "Take care of yourselves."
Rechhy's cousin left.
Rechy and elvis sat back on the ground and were watching the river.
Rechy has a cigarette hanging in his mouth and he was throwing little
rocks into the nearby water.
Night was setting. Two guys were walking by the deserted river side,
Igor the hunchback and the vampire. In the distance there were people
singing by the river.
Igor: "Maybe we can settle down for the night over there. Fucking I am
going for a swim. I'll meet you down the river over there."
Vampire: "I am going too."
Both of them dropped their backpacks and clothes and in swimming pants
they went for a swim, then they floated with the river and as they
were close to the singing people near a fireplace by the river they
walked out to the shore smiling, but their smiles froze.
Igor the hunchback and the vampire stopped, their feet were still in
the water below their knees. It was a gay party. Gays were happily
greeting them: Come guys, come join the party!
Both Igor and the vampire made a few steps backwards to the river and
they dove back swimming.
They came out of the river a 100 meters away where they left their
backpacks and both dried themselves with towels.
Back under the bridge night set in, and Rechy and Elvis were drinking
a bottle of Vodka with lemon and they were spitting lemon seeds into
the water when the vampire and Igor appeared walking with their
backpacks.
Just at that moment a wheelchair rolled in and people with machine
guns appeared everywhere behind them and began firing. Elvis and Rechy
ran to the boat and the vampire and Igor caught up in the firing also
were hiding behind any objects they could find then ran to the boat,
Elvis and Rechy were telling the two guys with backpacks: "Common
guys, hurry!"
The boat quickly left into the darkness of the night on the river with
the four of them among flying machine gun bullets.
Rechy: "Is everybody all right?"
Elvis: "Hey, look at this, Rechy."
Elvis found that Rechy's cousin hid machine guns under the boat's
seat. Elvis passed out the machine guns.
Rechy stood with a machine gun with a cigarette hanging in his mouth
and Elvis was driving.
A yaht appeared behind them approaching fast, on it's front a large
gun mounted to the boat. With slow motion the bullets were fired
toward the small fishing boat, then a bomb was launged that came in
slowly as the four of them jumped into the water before their boat
exploded. Above fire, the vampire swam under water and saw vampires
sitting on the riverbed. The vampire placed his index finger in front
of his lips and told them to stay quiet.
The head of the four boys came up at the surface, and as the yaht
approached, the machine gun firing slowed as the vampire took a look
at the man firing into the water.
Then the yaht zoomed by quickly and turned around.
You just gotta love the Matrix slow motion bullet camerawork. The
bullets were fired one after the other and the shells were dropping to
the floor. The bullets came in closer and closer to them one by one in
the water splashing and they moved their heads to the side away from
the path of the bullets.
The yaht moved passed by one more time and turned around. The black
Irish walked to the front of the boat and said: "Let me try."
The four men's heads were visible and the black Irish grabbed hold of
the large gun at the front of the yaht.
Boomm. Bwoomm. Bwooommm. Bwoommm.
The engines bubbled up and the yaht began approaching.
The vampire looked under water and told the vampires: "Now."
The yaht was gaining speed. And the black Irish began firing. The yaht
was moving at a fast speed, and shadows under water appeared to swim
up to the side of the yaht.
The bullet shells were dropping to the ground as the black Irish was
firing one after the other toward the four men in the water. Then just
as the yaht reached the vicinity of the four of them, it was suddenly
lifted into the air. Almost without sound the yaht rose up in the air,
and in moments they were in a height of the clouds. Inside men were
crawling, panicking. Outside the lights of nearby Belfast appeared.
The boat was moving high, below it 40 or move vampires holding on to
the body underneeth the boat.
One man with a machine gun decided to jump off as George was telling
him from the wheelchair with a whispery voice: "You stay right here"
but the man didn't listen and with a yell dropped below. The black
Irish took a look to the side of the yaht and saw a vampire woman with
grayish hair looking up. He aimed the machine gun and shot her. She
fell below.
They were not moving up but forward now. George sat straight in his
wheelchair and said quietly: "Rechy."
At a British military office radar was signaling an unidentified
object. Upon trying to get identity George responded on his walky
talky. No.
The military sent out a message to the pilots and they ran and boarded
their fighterjets and the jets quickly flew into the air. Perhaps.
It was a helicopter that spotted a flying yaht and Georch wrapped up
as he is was in the window yelling saliva bubbles like a choking cat
and moving, wiggling around like a worm.
The four men swam out to the shore of the river and found a party not
far away with a fire place where the four of them warmed up with
towels on their shoulders and even joined in the singing.
And the yaht? It...
(to be continued)
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