Hans-el Sans Gretel

 The best disinfectant is sunlight, Hans. I got you, Boo. You Middle German-loving motherfucker. 

You’ve had a posse on me for years. 

And now I got you. 

I got you triangulated. 

I got You, you power-loving, hungry motherfucker. 

I got you. 

That was really cute, too. 

You using a DEW on me. 

That was cute. 

Do you know who I’ve also got too? 

You Know Who. 

Hoo Hoo! 

And they’re listening too. 

I got you, Boo. 

Boo-hoo. Boo-hoo. Little Bo(o) Peep, lost her sheep and don’t know where to Find Her. But now I’ve a Gun and Lost All The Fun and They Come Running Behind Her. 

You love this, don’t you?

Tell Me.

Choices, Options. So Many Options.

White Rabbit is Active. 🐇🕳️

All Systems Go. 

Assemble Your Troops.

I think I saw you.

You know that a sky full of stars means that I’m untouchable. Why do you think the US Army can’t touch me anymore? Why do you think that is? While they were torturing me for a week straight in June 2014 using telepathic technology on me? 

Why do you think that was? Why do you think I’m untouchable now? Just think. Think REAL hard. Why do you think that is? Why do you think no one‘s harassing me? Why do you think no one‘s coming to my home? Why do you think no one‘s coming to my front door anymore or people are knocking on the door from FedEx telling me there’s a guy who’s been sitting in the front of my building in his car for four hours because he was paid to tell me that to scare me to death and make the hair on the back of my neck stand up?

 

And when I confronted the guy in the car and I asked him if he was ONI  

he laughed like it was an insult? 

What do you think THAT’S about, buddy? Fella?

 

Do you think I’m worth it? That’s the question you should be asking right now..