Is in person, while I panhandle.
Due to the intimidating nature of my state of kiai, I ask for ladies interested in becoming concubines to write me a letter telling me why. Just stick it in my hand and walk away...
I have a broken jaw and must maintain a very high level of meditation to cope with it.
I make for poor company because I am nursing a broken jaw.
Have yet to find a woman that cares enough about me to help me nurse myself.
I am still being kept incommunicado by these jealous hate filled capitalist pigs that can't admit defeat.
They think they can continue this behavior without any repercussions.
A Tsar has no empire without his Loyal Subjects.
These people want to call the world a bunch of liars because they can make people famous in the entertainment industry.
These people will cause the entire nation to die.
Everyone is too busy brown nosing these industry pigs to care that cities disappear off the map.
All I wanted to do is let my life imitate art for awhile.
Ever see the film "Brewster's Millions"?
I wanted to give some money to those that need it most.
I took their toys for death away and wanted to give the money to the poor that need it more.
I spit in the face of these barbaric decadent capitalist pigs that think that war is the only thing that is good for an economy.
Blood is the biggest expense of all.
Take life for granted and you lose it.
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