First of all L I am the free man and I do not give a shit about the prevalence of any Belgrade Mason whatsoever. Those who want to destroy and poison my brothers. Now,
I have seen Princess Elizabeth of Yugoslavia along with her husband, as well as Milomir Maric, the famous journalist, as well as Nadezda Perovic - Baletic "Nada Nosorog" the famous antiquarian [u moju radnju svrate svi od Roma do...], as well as Zoran Ramovic, another antique dealer and manager of Serbian paraoccultists as well as Bosko Puletic another art dealer as well as Ilija Djordjevic art dealer whose dealings with Gypsies on Kalenic market where even described in the famous art book as well as many other famous people, architects, lawyers, film-makers, buying various stuff from Gypsies on Kalenic market on daily basis in Belgrade.
More recently, I have overheard on several occasions that someone there will cut my crotch and balls and this is quite a serious threat when you overhear drunken Gypsies who do not start yapping it up there. Today, as I was carrying groceries in both arms walking up Vitanovacka Street, the guy that was coming down the street in purple shirt motioned me to look at him as he made that slashing motion around the location of his dick. This is when I decided to write this up. Like I have no other stuff to worry about.
Well, since I did not cheat on anyone there neither I stole anything from anyone (the only two ways to irritate Gypsies&those similar to them and make them charge at someone), and when the Gypsies there make man made noises when I go by and tell these stories, I think it is the buying "competition" who thinks I am too smart for them, getting better deals, finding better stuff, who is eventually putting out these rumors to get rid of me. Now before someone there "cuts my personals" for five or fifty bucks, and I cannot watch my back all of the time, let me tell you the following:
I swear here by the head of St. John the Baptist that once I find out who initiated these rumors, may they be my brothers, their bodies will swing underneath Belgrade bridges "without dicks and without balls" with pockets stuffed with money. They will be Holy then as well as their children and the rest of their kin. As of now on, there will be some murders in Belgrade, just adding two and two instead of two and one and do not bother asking yourself "why", like I do all of the time.
I have seen Princess Elizabeth of Yugoslavia along with her husband, as well as Milomir Maric, the famous journalist, as well as Nadezda Perovic - Baletic "Nada Nosorog" the famous antiquarian [u moju radnju svrate svi od Roma do...], as well as Zoran Ramovic, another antique dealer and manager of Serbian paraoccultists as well as Bosko Puletic another art dealer as well as Ilija Djordjevic art dealer whose dealings with Gypsies on Kalenic market where even described in the famous art book as well as many other famous people, architects, lawyers, film-makers, buying various stuff from Gypsies on Kalenic market on daily basis in Belgrade.
More recently, I have overheard on several occasions that someone there will cut my crotch and balls and this is quite a serious threat when you overhear drunken Gypsies who do not start yapping it up there. Today, as I was carrying groceries in both arms walking up Vitanovacka Street, the guy that was coming down the street in purple shirt motioned me to look at him as he made that slashing motion around the location of his dick. This is when I decided to write this up. Like I have no other stuff to worry about.
Well, since I did not cheat on anyone there neither I stole anything from anyone (the only two ways to irritate Gypsies&those similar to them and make them charge at someone), and when the Gypsies there make man made noises when I go by and tell these stories, I think it is the buying "competition" who thinks I am too smart for them, getting better deals, finding better stuff, who is eventually putting out these rumors to get rid of me. Now before someone there "cuts my personals" for five or fifty bucks, and I cannot watch my back all of the time, let me tell you the following:
I swear here by the head of St. John the Baptist that once I find out who initiated these rumors, may they be my brothers, their bodies will swing underneath Belgrade bridges "without dicks and without balls" with pockets stuffed with money. They will be Holy then as well as their children and the rest of their kin. As of now on, there will be some murders in Belgrade, just adding two and two instead of two and one and do not bother asking yourself "why", like I do all of the time.
Last minute follow up: 1. Serbs are freaking me out. They had destroyed my family and now want to fight me. There is that evil look in their eyes as if I was Serb-killing Croat. It's another hate crime. 2. Somebody really powerful who presses Gypsy leaders [I heard of some Gypsy King Ackovic] perhaps pushed by USA is setting up Gypsies to charge me. It is a hate crime. Today in public transportation one Gypsy with children cursed my mother and told his Gypsy "brother": "You know, he is crazy, he is crazy, you know ..." It reminds me of the time when Tito brought some students from Africa. Serbs had never seen a black man and they danced around them like wild monkeys mocking and mock offering bananas to blacks. I did not want to engage in any confrontation as I am to smart for that, however, it also means I cannot travel by busses and set my foot wherever Gypsies are and I am the free man. No, it cannot work that way either. The only bright moment today was when I saw Janko Tipsarevic cruising coolely in his black M-Benz in this sea of human madness.
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