Cards of Satan: Captain’s Log (Flashback to Lejeune)

White rap fans. The Insane Clown Posse. South Park.

Three things I despised as a child, out fishing with my father on the high ocean, thinking about the future, catching bluegill and cooking it up real hot. Tasted like burnt butane with a bit of soft butter, on that propane grill.

The fag kid that memorizes a rap song, a band about stealing a black business for Jewish homo Gypsies, and a show dedicated to Asian culture telling the chinos gopher slacks to hit the intelligent kid into an anti-Semite.

All three, distinctly un-America.

I set up rap’s downfall in highschool with my first class election. Just had to intone George Washington, the man who saw past culture and civil rights, as an American Experiment, against Britain and their founding Lodge rule, that of stealing from another culture and proving you were more intelligent, but as a gay little man listening to a song about fingerbanging your own son (“My Little Man”, Ozzy Osbourne).

Then I killed an ICP Mossad to set up ICP as the Russian Mafia, just needed a little frame for the moog as a pedophile in my town, and answered as a witness, this kid is a Russian Mafiaso, he’s Insane Clown Posse. Clowns in prison, Russian mobsters, Juggalos. No more stealing from black music and their finance hedge.

Rigged the end of South Park by framing Eric Cartman as a royal, with the psychic detective club episode, so Asians would get assaulted in America for smacking and ruffling and calling royals stupid. The entire end of competition over grades, with someone who could care less, a white man. Now, a new French Indochina War, to get ‘black kids’, the dojo master whitey messing up veterans.

Do you know what Sarcesseum’s Premblix Menstrual is?

It’s when a woman, is signed up as a spy, by a lesbian, to teach her to be gay.

My mother had it, a Mossad lesbian signed her up for the Israelis services without telling her, looking for Hebrew Mossani, her black asshole like a death sphincter, not my mother’s proper Irish pink. Alice, mother of a king, the meaning of the name. David, if a Gentile on the father’s side, a challenge to the Jews.

Matt Lennox didn’t believe in gender, he was homosexual perfeltis (his mother was obese, and he was gay), so he tried putting me in the same disorder as my mother.

My mother was beaten and abused by Jewish doctors and nurses, because she didn’t know why a culture would do so much for a lesbian, a woman that farts in a man’s food to marry him, thinking it’s a strategy for wedlock.

If you put a male in it, they betray the British Commonwealth reliably, as a heterosexual negrophobe, and a transphobic rapist of men, every single time.

Idi Amin had what I have.

Idi Amin called himself ‘Last King of Scotland’, one time, at a party, as a ‘bawling’, an African laugher, when he pooped to hard he shit his pants, so the British set him up as a dictator by accident.

He regularly hung gay men up by their nipples for ‘being Asians’, it’s the subject of Hellraiser.

So do you know what started WW2?

The Salvation Army’s German Lutheran branch tried AA with conversions to Islam.

You need to drink booze before bed, in Islam, or else you have a psychotic break within weeks.

Billy Joel never knew what music was, he was stealing from a black man. He stole a piano.

Published by cheater120

Consider me an expert in information munitions. I practice Zazen meditation, Yakuza Trappist form (a Yakuza, games cheat, and Trappist, a counter-agent), as a Bonafuda, a mercantile salesmen of information through philosophy, literature, fiction, and academics, distributed as munitions technique deployed for the purpose apparent to you, unless of course you have violated the ethics of my piece, in which case you will be trapped inside a theft of the piece and an action within the boundaries of the violation you have committed in Benedictine culture, the Jewish affiliate within Catholic culture. Buyer beware, and these poems, are free.

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