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The Wrong Band


i think it’s perfectly clear
we’re in the wrong band
ginger is always sincere
just not to one man
she called me up and she said
you know that i’m drowning
it’s the dog trainer again
he says that he thinks that she needs more hands
i think it’s perfectly clear
we’re in the wrong band
senator let’s be sincere
as much as we can
he called her up and he said
the new prosecutor soon will be wanting a word
so she’s got a soft spot for heels and spurs
and there’s something believin in her voice again
said there’s something believin
instead of just leavin
and she gets her cigars from the sweet fat man
i think it’s perfectly clear
we’re in the wrong band
heidi says she’ll be sincere
as much as she can
i called her up and i said
you know that i’m drowning
put on your raincoat again
cause even the sun’s got a price on it
and there’s something believin in her voice again
said there’s something believin in her voice
instead of just leavin
she said it’s time i open my eyes
don’t be afraid to open your eyes
maybe she’s right



You really need to start taking me seriously.
While this is exactly what I would expect, it's from the wrong source.

http://rt.com/usa/nsa-prism-witch-hunt-426/

Not a single US Media reference.

Stop trying to beat me at the Game you taught me how to play.
And you told everyone I was unstable, not to be trusted or believed.


Jail Bait is not Dead yet.

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"Code-breakers at the Fort Meade, Md.-based NSA use software to search for keywords in the emails or patterns in the phone numbers that might link known terrorist targets with possible new suspects. They farm out that information to the 16 U.S. intelligence agencies and to law enforcement, depending on who has the right to access which type of information, acting as gatekeeper, and they say, guardian of the nation’s civil liberties as well as its security."

http://www.washingtonpost.com/national/national-security-agency-under-scrutiny-for-gathering-american-citizens-phone-records-emails/2013/06/09/9e2de094-d0ff-11e2-9577-df9f1c3348f5_story.html

Better, much better. With the Exception of "the new prosecutor".
http://www.reuters.com/article/2013/06/09/us-usa-security-holder-idUSBRE95800620130609

Which brings us back to this blog. My End Goal: to Disgrace anyone who assisted Don Stovner in accessing my Personal Information stored in a Federal Database controlled by the Government.

Don Stovner called my bluff. Did you people not learn anything?

No. You didn't. Because you used Keystone Cops to "handle me". You used Flight Line Pranks to jab at me. You used Frat Boy antics to poke me. When you took my dog, it was just a few days AFTER Don Stovner revealed the Leak. When you took him,  I knew you didn't know there was a Tip Off.  That was nearly 2 years ago.

And that Leak tracks back directly to a Conference Call coordinated by Steve Koenig and Ted Whiting.

Jail Bait can get so absolutely Filthy.

Let the Slut Shaming Begin!




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