I am finally going up to Universal Studio's and asking for my ugliest man ever award.
They own E.
With this award, I want to thank some people and some academy. Then I want to move on. With a million tax free. The need to warn the American public about me is such bullshit. Man or woman - if you want to get them ho's - you should be allowed to and not setup. Its utter bullshit.
With this money, I plan to move the fuck on. I plan to move back to Houston where I know I can make 100 grand a year, without trying. I also plan to fight all my cases in every state that are pending. So when the background check comes up - it will be clean. I also plan to clear my credit and do all my taxes.
I plan to meet with the Gastric Bypass doctor in the memorial area on Next Thursday. I then plan to go house hunting or plan to make a cash offer for my house. I don't care what happened. I got my house back. She might sell it, if I buy it and give her 20 grand cash on top. I would.
Then I plan to enroll back in College, to finish my MBA - I should be done in by March. Then I plan to teach at several community colleges but I plan to pay someone to get me the job interviews. Map out a resume, etc.
I then plan to look at some franchises that are up for sell in my area. I plan to study the books and I plan to work the midshift.
I would gurantee turning 1 million dollars - into a 100 grand take home. While remaining a productive member of society, without being punished or controlled. Just don't sleep with the students and also run my business. I would have about 500 grand left over, but I am so sick of gambling that it would be easier to save the money. Drinking would be cheap. But the majority of my money would be spent on Uber rides and also the weekend going out.
I then plan to buy Yaya, a car and pay her rent off for three years to start to get her caught up and give Christian a 20 grand college fund to afford his college if plans to stay local with his family. That's how much college costs in Houston.
I then plan to get gastric in a month - and setup a man cave with an Xbox. Join a 24 hour gym in the area - and just enjoy my life. I don't like spending money gambling and I spent too much this week and I am fucked for the rest of the month, but I plan to start working. But I like the mentality of not having this scary thing on me all day.
My mind is being read and I am also my thoughts are being controlled via a scary satellite. Just pay me my fucking money, quit hating and let me go. Fuck. Cause its utter shit.
Even if I was 160, dressed nice and didn't need you for money but just work. I wouldn't work for any of them because its utter shit. You set me up asshole and you wanted to be famous so fucking bad you ruined a man completely for it. Its fucking stupid.
I hate the idea of popularity, fame and not doing what I usually do every time I go drink find out about people but its utter crap. The only people that didn't do was the other bar - I went to and I had a decent time, even though there was a fight and no go get them ho's moment or some crap.
Blahaha - this sucks just pay me and let me the fuck go.
Your not holding shit accountable; Your deterring a man from joining society. I don't want to go to cheaper, smaller market for a job, because at this point - if you didn't utterly hate me, you wouldn't need to create one - you'd just have to make it public and I would be able to get any job I want just not in this market - too big.
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The thought process is simple - how do you destroy a professional man so much and did this on purpose cause you got paid to... then expect them to work a retail or food service position. Its utter bullshit. Controlling a psychopath my ass. Pay me my fucking money for this shit and leave me the fuck alone.
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I need to buy a gun for the car because you hit me with cars on purpose that's it. And how the fuck do you let a man fucking sue for this shit. Keep him psychotic for the rest of his life instead. Or make it public - how the fuck you ruined a man's life for three years. Because some loser thought this was such a fucking big deal. And never left because you fucked me and never paid me for it and got the feds involved because you didn't want to pay for it. I don't understand the logic either - you can hit a man with a car, which looks like technically manslaughter and attempted murder then get him under federal investigation. Fuck you, pay me.
Its utter shit. Blahahahaha - Give me my award and pay me money. Because its not a joke dick. Leave me alone and leave me out of this crap. Its old. I die today, I got nothing I asked for; I was never pleased and catered too. And never paid the fucking money that needed to be given for ruining a man that just needed an uber driver, a drinking buddy and also a job in Houston when he had his shit together.
I am done. Pay me and leave me alone and I promise - in 15 years, when my kids want to check out Disney, Universal, Paramount and all the them parks and crap, I'll attend the studio audience and also not ask to go in front of the line.
I'll never have the money to sue. So just pay me a million tax free now and just drop it. And move on. Cause the talking is utter crap. You blow up my spot and hinder me from moving on and tarnish me in every way possible. For something illegal that was done and what I saw in a car.
And the shit needs to go public. I am talking to you fed's. I want the shit out. So I don't have to be setup and hindered to work in society. If it goes public and I am not pressed charges against. I'll run for mayor in Las Vegas. Cause its a small market and everyone knows me. Keep me away from the TV after this. Cause I'll start watching in year, when everyone gets over it. Cause then I can have something in common with people, local sports teams, etc. Without having to deal with this psychotic shit. Cause I don't want anyone in America to have to go through this.
No More go getting them ho's till my next free paycheck.
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