-about 1978 my grandparents took me to halfway down New Zealand to visit my mother. She bought me some comics. One had black and white reprints of horror stories. There was a panel in one. The Police were bursting through the bedroom door of a man. He was lying maybe naked under a sheet in bed. He looked like an older student I would not see for years. Named Brendan Kilmister. Both were tall, medium brown hair and over their chests. He looked similar to Arnold Schwarzenegger the Terminator in films
-in High School about 1983 my friends were playing handball. Brendan Kilmister was passing. He flicked the ball off his black leather jacket when it hit it. I made a joke. My friend Brent Legatt said You can't grow a ball your just trying to be like Paul Longley. The maybe edited villain of comics like Archie about me
-You can't GROW A BALL. Your just trying to be like Paul LONGLEY
-I fathered Paul LONGLEY and LINKED's children
-he becomes LONELY
-BRENDAN KILMISTER- me IRANIAN KILL / ANTI MESSIAH
-he FLICKED the TENNIS BALL off his BLACK LEATHER JACKET- my BOLTON SUIT and I SLEEP AROUND as him
-YOU CAN'T GROW a BALL- the idea I had my PENIS ALWAYS HAVING MAXIMUM SEXUAL PLEASURE WON'T WORK
-the TERMINATORS. In several multiple Universes I tried to make them run them. Able to do miracles and have sex. YOU CAN'T GROW a BALL. Maybe their miracle powers won't work. You need the BALL shaped fruit at my home. Or to have repeated BOP BUP BUP. As in BUM. So they can't do miracles that get off of me
-maybe they are my Army. To run things. Maybe You can't grow a ball. ...Lonely
-means I use them to remove the penises of those I want to get
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