Watch out for that last laugh

Right there is where my evil mother messed up.  Never content to just hurt you, ruin you, cause you excruciating unnecessary pain, the bitch had to laugh at you.  Rub salt, cayenne pepper, kerosene in your open oozing wounds.     Martha had to always go and collect her flying monkeys to laugh at you, to make what ever situation worse.  Of course her flying monkeys always laughed or cried on her command.  We were trained, her little trained monkeys. We knew our drill; "The mo' you cry, the less you piss!"

Why?  The bitch was an idiot, a pure THOT (That Hoe Out There).  Well, come on people, any woman that will willingly , without hesitation have sexual intercourse with multiple men in full view of an Army dayroom and her nineteen year old daughter is not dealing with a full deck.  Something is wrong, very wrong.  There is something extremely evil a mist , in the air.  If GOD is real, if the Holy Ghost is real, satanic demons are just as real.

Did Martha Jane Walters go down on her knees on murdered men's graves seeking power? Yes!   Case closed.  Say no more.  Get away from those people, your people.  Read the book of Acts and act accordingly, act quickly.  "Come  ye out from among them."

Praise the LORD!