A certain person whose name, identity and entire persona are now completely blocked at 87 Hilton forced his way into my life yesterday. He called me when I was napping for my radio show. He then called my wife. He slandered me in ways that are quite inconceivable to a rational person. He is now blocked 100% from my life, and that of my wife.
He can take one bit of pleasure: he screwed up my sleep.
Bliss that it's over. May he now go his route, as I go mine.
PS: He has more stamina than a Parktown Prawn mainlining on Doom. He'll try to find another way through. Obsessive compulsive schizophrenic borderline dependent manic depressive. I think that kind of settles the description of the person. Fare thee well, sir.
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