The fucking Europeans are now telling me that I must accept their cookies on my blog.  The EU is an obvious failure, and the Europeans can go fuck themselves. Muslim loving bastards.

It is a tremendously sad event to have to finally give up on the ones you love. To finally surrender to the fact that they do not believe you.  My daughter and my ex-wife, after 35 years, still do not believe that I am under constant attack.  But it must be done. I must finally let go, and find my own way.  I must finally cut the cord.

If either of them had suffered through the attacks I have survived over the past many years, they would be curled up in a fetal ball in the corner of a room somewhere, weeping for their mommies to save them. So I have let them go.  I no longer need them in my life.  They serve no useful purpose, and, in fact, are detriments to my psychological and physical survival.

So they are gone from my life.  They are ignorant and delusional.  They are fools.

Gone. It's very difficult to do this, but if I wish to continue to survive, I need as few negative influences in my life as is possible.  They are just that.  Negative influences..

So they are gone.

For good.

Hasta luego, senores.

Traveled to Walmart tonight about 10:30 for beer and food.  No stalkers.  None, at least, that I could ascertain, and I looked. I was doubly armed with effective weapons, just looking for a reason to kill some son of a bitch. None showed.  I was disappointed.  I am dying from total boredom. I need a good shootout to get my adrenaline flowing again, but it was not to be. I haven't had one in years.

Stalkers, I will totally fuck you up! And if you're wearing soft armor, I will break a few ribs, cause you incredible pain, knock you on your ass with my .45, and finish you with a head shot.  I'll splatter your brains all over the parking lot. Or cut your throat with my Randall. Cameras be damned!

If you're lurking my fence, I'll stick a few green tip 5.56's through the fence and through you, as well.  Mark my words.

A few rounds from my Bushmaster will wake these fat, old bitches up who surround me. They could use a bit of stimulation.  All they have to depend on now are their vibrators...That damned Bushmaster is loud!

I fucking hate the FBI, Customs, and DEA.  They are all burglars and thieves, and they are all total cunts.  They are totally arrogant and think they are bulletproof.  Here's a heads-up, assholes.  You're not.

The wigger bitch across the street occasionally opens his garage door, but NEVER shows his pathetic ass in the daylight, because he knows, in his heart of hearts, that I will blow it off.  I just took my AR out into my chair in the garage, hoping he would show his face, but, total coward that he is, he is hidden deeply within the bowels of the house the Feds bought him.

It's been a good weekend so far.  No fag, nigger, Fed, or Muslim stalkers have arrived at my back fence.  But the night is yet young.  If they do, I will kill them. Make no mistake about that.

I am looking forward to it.

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