Nasty Neighbors

Have you people out there heard of Robert Pickton? He's that guy who fed the corpses of those working women to pigs. He was with the respectable crowd here, by virtue of his money. As I've been saying all along in this account, there is a group of well-to-do miscreants here who hate the poor and who have opposed my progress from the outset of my online activities. Maybe that pitbull who attacked me lives on a nearby farm, like Pickton's farm. And that short man in the limousine that cruised through my neighborhood, looking into mischief, is a local slum lord or something, isn't he? So he's got money, too! I could picture both of these characters, as well as those evil stars, partying with Robert Pickton at the pig farm. Oh well, hopefully I won't have to put up with this anymore when I leave. In the meantime, I think it's important that I'm learning how to resist overspending. If I'm going to be rich, I will have to control my money or it will end up destroying me. I've re-posted my latest musical effort this morning with a touch up on the bass line. If it's new, I think we should try to avoid it ending up like the other new songs of mine I've been reporting as having been stolen from me.
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