To: Hundreds of Good People
G'day again mates. J3 at yer service, back on you for
a bit.
Yer been kickin 'bout the 'Poor Ole Huld Clark'
thready. Time for a bit 'o retitlin, mates. 'tis
pure bulldung.
I's been checkin ole posts, an Clark's verbal word
salad....er...whadda call 'em, books. An if Clark wrote the 'letter to
tim bolen' 'll eat roadkill for dinner.
Pure fabrication mates. B.O.L.E.N can't hide 'es
writin. 'es made up the 'ole bloody thing, the twit.
Ole heavy Hulda 's a dodderin demented dowager. She's
paid Timmy the Twit a wad to spin 'er spun afore.
Gimme a bloody roo. 'ow many 'ole leddies type in
ALL CAPS? 'an use words 'crank the wheel' or 'tore
them up or torched them' Ah, caught ya, mate. Screw
orf.
'es not even a good liar Transparent as bloody 'ell.
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B.O.L.E.N 's runnin' true.
After 'e got smackered in Florida with Phillips
B.O.L.E.N 's runnin back to the 'ole cracker queen.
'es on 'er payroll fer a long time. Yupper. Nobody
else'll hire 'em now. Looser, looser, looser.
Phillips, Sinako, Kadile. 'es cozyin up to another
looser 'n Connecticuts. Good on 'em. 'e'll go down
too with B.O.L.E.N on the case. 'es just in it for
the pay day mates.
Ole leddy Clark 'as 'er feet in the fire. Yupper. 'er
addy is a mail dump 'an 'es's a dodger from the taxman
too. No worries mates. 'er time 'as come.
Good thingy B.O.L.E.N 's 'elpin 'er. Good indeed.
Old witch 'll go down faster now that Bad News
B.O.L.E.N is aboard eggin 'er on. Right on, as you
folks in 'merica say.
Clark got caught 'afore crossin the border. Off to
the hoosegoal then. T'ere paintin 'er cell already.
Tidyin it up . Gettin ready to put 'er back in. This
time no flea bag judge 'll let 'er orf.
as the idjit says, 'an 'es a true idjit, 'stay tuned'
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B.O.L.E.N. stands fer:
Bogus Opinions, Lies and Engineered Nonsense.
all fer now luvies,
G'day mates, hooroo,
J3 fer BolenWatch