Still the Wrong Band

It's funny how he even looks like Don Stovner.
Your explanation is interesting, but not the right track.
http://youtu.be/arLQvJ_o4EE

I set aside other "decisions", and took what you dished out.

This time, after four years of squeezing this Bozo like the puss filled Zit he is, you will not deny me justice by hiding this Creep behind National Security.

Because come July 8, no amount of "national security" will appease the Money Men on Wall Street. Your National Security means nothing to the Money Men.

Don Stovner will be prosecuted for accessing Personal Information about me held within Federal Databases, and MGM Resorts International is going to kick off the Prosecution.

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