Along the way, making me very frustra ted.
When I was sixteen, this maniac tried to gas me with Nitrous Oxide, leaving me under for an hour in his chair while he answered phone calls. No doubt he caused some permanent brain damage.
Kimmelman is Danny G’s birth father and also for Gerard Goldstein, a physicist who ruined the LEM Rover project. Kimmelman for some reason, hated America and therefore launched a project to destroy it. Perhaps he had sincere reason, but later it was just the joy of murdering Presidents that got his ju ices flowing. This gastropod is probably off the scale with IQ and rocket fuel for him are his own children.
He really hates me. Tha t’s why he got another relative, a man named Peter Mazzarella, to murder my infants at North Shor e University Hospital. He hates his own kind. It wasn’t enough that he drove me crazy when I was a teen with some esoteric Egyptian drug costing $1Million to induce it for fift een years.
(Whew, curing that was very hard for me but I did it). I think that Helen Crystal made a good secret wife for all those years. He just gave Jack an early aneurysm.
I suppose about 100 people died today in various murders. Kimmelman has a son in this building other than Danny who loves to be an incubus and project into people’s minds. That’s probably why he implanted the little micro gadget like a CI into my head in 1999 to turn me into a dog of his of some kind. “RCA VICTOR” indeed!
At last check, Kim had: Murdered off both Obamas, Car ters and Dan and his Sister R egina from t he Phillipines.
Did I mention his most inventive accomplishment? Along with his good friend Freud aka Ray Flem the RC Pr iest, they sorted through about a million sociopaths and psychopaths and fed them into an incubator situ: PG or Plymouth Gardens. Here, about 100 personalities could cook, he could start triggering their reac tions and the result was a massive hive of misfunction for USA society.
Actually, there were many ot her pieces to this little cooker, including a king maker named Sam who just had to fill the political spots on this continent with his own little puppets.
I could go on but frankly, I think my life expectancy at age 74 is now close to nil. He is S TILL trying to cr aze me. He feels very threatened by me. The ambient noises are int ended to terrorize and make people wild in a semi-legal manner.
He has ruined my life this Satan, and he is s till around PG. But, I believe as of today he realized that he had finally achieved his goal of ruining t he USA and Western Society so has moved on. Not to blow his bubble, but the repercussions will be awful. R iding a comet figures largely in this madman’s future.
Who does he look like? He looks like Earnie Kovacs or “Can You Hear Me Now with the horned rimmed glasses only fat ter.”
Is the thing next door toast who hit me with two food poisons t oday? Yes,I would have to agree. Why did I wind up in his family? I must ask Elmer
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