Play, Play, Play on the Computer All Day

Ollie, why do I blog? It's an attachment to a court document someday, because I don't think many see it, but your ass is going to jail when I get out of 1000 Oaks, buddy. For anyone who may see this blog, North was not permitted to snoop on me at the Truman Presidential Library "under cover" of, I suppose, being the "not talented talent" for a TV special. His cocaine shipment tracking notebook is still "classified" under our incompetent police state Negro POTUS. Maybe I should sell the shit if drug dealing is "classified." Oh, that's right, I don't work for the government. Not yet.

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