Am I Going To Stop

Their plans were carried out with meticulous precision, though they had the planning capabilities and a strategic think tank to draw on. A retired military intelligence officer, with ASIO contacts in a past life, a retired former ADF member living next door, and the world famous Corporal Agarn, renowned baby killer from the Middle East, also a former part time Army reserve loser with contacts in the media. It was fairly easy for them to arrange, all their houses were linked via a communications platform so they could just brainstorm throughout the night. They would often crawl around my house and relate their plans and past events, in great detail, such as the co-ordinated attack on a male Victorian Police Officer, who they drugged with gas, then picked the lock of the door after disabling the security system. He was anally raped in front of his wife and child, or children, I forget exactly what they were saying, then after the five slags had finished and they had their trophy photos, they rohypnoled everybody and left, whether they put them to bed all snug and sound I do not know. They bragged incessantly about having gang banged, their term for gang rape, since the term gang rape upsets their delicate sensibilities so they prefer gang bang, sounds more like party fun than anything else, about having gang banged five Victorian Police Officers and that they were targeting 92 ASIO officers and their families, though they did say that they had assaulted 37 Police Officers, I thought this was all their insane bullshit that they carried on with to scare people out of town. Like they had been doing to people for the last thirty years, all due to the miserable losers called The Barleycorn, of whom I was informed about by a local, who said they had been targeted ever since coming to Donald. So it stands to reason, that if I at some time in the past, I could go to China and buy an invisible suit, (see YouTube, Invisibility cloak), then those losers certainly could, and if I can have some pathetic loser in The Bridge Mall Inn, show me a small vial of Rohypnol, then I’m sure you pack of disgusting pathetic Pedo Wedo’s could do the same.

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