ROTFLMAO!!! Good thing you have to cancel BDR, since Poolboy (formerly known as Crazy Greg Fischer), posing as Futsup thinks he can ban me from a part of my
island I've enjoyed for 47 years. Would have been fun.
Guess he disagrees with your joint's designation as a DMZ!
Anybody brave enough to offer an alternate location in RIVERHEAD?!
Poolboys brother Conrad is a Manhattan doctor who keeps Fischer well-supplied with psychotropic drugs, and Fischers criminal associates can get you all the street drugs you can afford. Jennifer Williams, the prostitute that does child care for him when he's too busy for his kids during visitation, will probably throw in a BJ if the price is right.
Wonder why Fischer didn't offer his Calverton "home" as an alternate venue? Oh, that's right, he had the cable disconnected since he no longer lives there!
BTW, I have a confession to make, guys: on the Calcaterra v LaValle 2010 discussion board Fischer/Futsup asked "... Who pays you to be a saboteur?...". http://631politics.yuku.com/topic/13077?page=5
Sigh, time to come clean: I am paid by the National Association of Young Girls Who Have Contracted Herpes From Greg Fischer. They contacted me, offered me millions and I threw his election, sabotaged his election law case, custody case, child support case and civil case against Ken LaValle.
Yup, pull any court papers that were filed during the time I "helped" Fischer for free, and you'll see my notary stamp and signature. It's all a matter of public record. In fact, I encouraged him to muddy the waters with bizarre extraneous issues; since "less is more" to the judges and clerks who have to read the pleadings, motions and papers, goading him to file fat, disjointed briefs ensured his reputation as court jester.
I only park my 7 year old Blazer at the 2 bedroom apartment I rent in East Yaphank to fool you all - I'm driving a Maserati these days and live deep in the woods of East Hampton in a house so big I need a GPS to get from my bedroom to my kitchen.
I only show up each day at my government drone job to divert the feds attention from all my offshore accounts, and when you see me using coupons from the Sunday papers at Stop-n-Shop, you're not supposed to know my staff cuts them out for me. Hey, rich people can still be thrifty, can't we?
Damn, the jig is UP!
Guess he disagrees with your joint's designation as a DMZ!
Anybody brave enough to offer an alternate location in RIVERHEAD?!
Poolboys brother Conrad is a Manhattan doctor who keeps Fischer well-supplied with psychotropic drugs, and Fischers criminal associates can get you all the street drugs you can afford. Jennifer Williams, the prostitute that does child care for him when he's too busy for his kids during visitation, will probably throw in a BJ if the price is right.
Wonder why Fischer didn't offer his Calverton "home" as an alternate venue? Oh, that's right, he had the cable disconnected since he no longer lives there!
BTW, I have a confession to make, guys: on the Calcaterra v LaValle 2010 discussion board Fischer/Futsup asked "... Who pays you to be a saboteur?...". http://631politics.yuku.com/topic/13077?page=5
Sigh, time to come clean: I am paid by the National Association of Young Girls Who Have Contracted Herpes From Greg Fischer. They contacted me, offered me millions and I threw his election, sabotaged his election law case, custody case, child support case and civil case against Ken LaValle.
Yup, pull any court papers that were filed during the time I "helped" Fischer for free, and you'll see my notary stamp and signature. It's all a matter of public record. In fact, I encouraged him to muddy the waters with bizarre extraneous issues; since "less is more" to the judges and clerks who have to read the pleadings, motions and papers, goading him to file fat, disjointed briefs ensured his reputation as court jester.
I only park my 7 year old Blazer at the 2 bedroom apartment I rent in East Yaphank to fool you all - I'm driving a Maserati these days and live deep in the woods of East Hampton in a house so big I need a GPS to get from my bedroom to my kitchen.
I only show up each day at my government drone job to divert the feds attention from all my offshore accounts, and when you see me using coupons from the Sunday papers at Stop-n-Shop, you're not supposed to know my staff cuts them out for me. Hey, rich people can still be thrifty, can't we?
Damn, the jig is UP!
