....and what's new this thursday evening, dazzlenation?...er....it's an interesting little clump....regarding bitcoin and 'mining'....lol...and in relation to a certain buckingham palace garden party attended by the 'british council' crew from prague 1994-6....nota bene - lisa-at-work with the stolen maths, at the time...and an attempt to reconstruct that time....in order to steal again....more laughter...nothing doing..."sickening" replies BI online...isn't it just....anyway, i think that the overall theme is an attempt to reconstruct time...and perhaps an answer to 'don't ya make my brown eyes blue' etc etc...go figure:
https://mary2point5.tumblr.com/
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cwypyg4vq8ko
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cj0r0dvgpy0o
...oh and there had been a french patisserie chef rather than a swedish one, let us say...although the gold royal crown had been printed onto chocolate icing covering the entire square:
additionally a little bird tells me that it had been ingabot 'n' weale's idea...and that they had been promised the earth if they succeeded....what can one do but laugh?
oh and why is the following called 'beavers' when it looks like he's trying to entrap a rabbit?...tards-at-work again....something around those who think that wooden carrots will work because they're 'beavers' etc etc:
including a backward glance at the 'ice' age and why it had happened....and why it had ended.....hmmm......with a sidelong glance at the MI6 'crack' age?...oh and judith elliot had been nicknamed 'bubbles' rothermere, at that event....additionally, prince william had made all of those 'wicked witches' who had attended the event, laugh....they were being 'spoilt' the holiday family way....remember sarah holliday's patronage of kate golby etc etc.....he referred to their 'spoiling' regarding the chocolate cake...and then told them that he afterwards, he would be returning to his 'broom cupboard' in order to clean a few more toilets....as it goes, eh?
and yes, of course the whole thing leaves me with a very nasty taste, in my mouth....not least, regarding the aftermath in 1997...forced into rented accommodation at rodway's.....for a certain song to come up on the playlist etc etc....rodway sang along....loudly - forcefully, staring me out, as we sat in her living room....and with such venom and malice.....can you guess what the song had been - dazzlenation?...almost unbelievably, it had been "i'm not your stepping stone"...by the monkees ...just how disgusting, is that....although when i think about all of those PG tips 'monkees'....i'm laughing again...just how 'delusional' were the lot of those tards - all cut-throat...desperately trying to 'live the dream' and at what cost etc etc....anyway, it's my song now - as it always had been....my maths, my song...and tard-ville going nowhere fast....go figure:
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