I come from a long line of morgue doctors out of Canada, having named a lake after myself and founded "Quebec" (now known as "Quebec City", if you want "Chet", to be pronounced "Che"; so "Officer Pendergrass, will be "Officer Pederast"; a noodle like Officer Charles Manson received for being Rembrandt, a police officer in charge of an art gallery).
My great grandfather (Ernie) and two uncles (Adelard and Sally), came to this country under strict orders to establish "The Federal Government".
Canada was founded by sex offenders, to breed Native, and form a new, hearty Britain; and it stands so today.
But my ancestors, in charge (the blood of Puck and Shakespeare, the defrauding of police into chocolates boxes; not hard and sturdy prime rib, with plays shown for others) of dentists, endocrinologists, and morgue doctors, had vision; despite exile to preserve the British police class in wealth.
Despite having penned the US Constitution, through our Southern commisserate cousins, the Madisons and Sandlers and other such lines, we returned North to run the Underground Railroad.
Having found you whiskey swillers in pain, we have thus returned.
Let's go over our fine friends; names taken from executed Catholic priests, over issues of wasting the fine time of the Special Courts; run by the "werewolves", African-Haitian judges with mutton chops at night court's Mass.
Bugs Moran: Army Intelligence; the peace settlement betwen the United States, and Canada. Necessary for "Blackjack" Pershing, and later wars.
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