John Poet is back again. Last evening I recorded TCS clear as a bell on 6875 am playing music by the Doors, Janice Joplin, Bruce Springsteen and more! Thanks Poet for making the airwaves good again and not polluted by Krackhead/Mosby/Beans/Murphy/Winston/Mosby and the blowing league!
this must have been what I heard earlier no I heard pls QSL
ReplyDeleteI do not understand how i got dragged into this schit, why is everything always my fuckin fault.. these fuckers are really growing tiresome, they need to accept respectability for the consequences of their own actions as opposed incessantly laying blame on me. fuckin dumb ass's
ReplyDeleteI am Dr Dim Michael, the director in charge of auditing and accounting section in Bank of Africa Ouagadougou Burkina Faso in west Africa with due respect and regards I have decided to contact you on this business transaction that will be very beneficial to both of us at the end of the transaction. During my investigation and auditing in the bank, my department came across a very very large big huge sum of money belonging to a deceased customer, a foreigner who died on plain crash and, the fund has been dormant in his account with the bank without any claim of the fund in our custody either from his family or relation before my discovery to this development so I would like to arrange for you to impersonate said plane crash dead foreigner customer and avail your self and my self as trusted beneficiary bank criminal to all the customer foreigner huge sum of money in account based in my department verified and audited by Barrister Goodluck Richard Krackerpants.
ReplyDeleteYou all is heathens here except for the nice person preaching the word of the Lord. Haw glory! You alls needs to repent and ask the Lord for your forgiveness. You alls better or your Aunt Esther is gonna smack you upside the head like a red headed platypus. Haw glory. Praise the Lord! Hallelujuah hallelujuah! Amen.
ReplyDeletePraise the Lord!
Aunt Esther
punk poet sucks!
ReplyDeletejump, alex!
Interesting to watch the behavior from those in the bunny camp including Pat himself
ReplyDeleteThe Alex Brains site appears to be using absurdity and misinformation in an attempt to create doubt and discredit ALL blogs.
The recent FRN FAQ post from JTA looks more like a defensive reaction to the lack of activity on their site than a rebuttal.
Pat’s WBNY blog has degraded to mostly retaliatory posts. The weight of his past actions has not left his shoulders and he’s back to playing both sides of the fence to confuse and discredit the internet blogs while providing information on his blog that can be discredited similar to the AB site. Nice tactic.
What the bunny camp doesn’t understand is regardless of the FCC accusations and the events that surround them a number of pirate fans have had enough of Pat’s games and bs. Which is probably why HF Underground is doing just fine and is referred to as the ‘trash heap’ by Pat since he can’t stand losing control over people and the hobby that he sees as ‘his’.
Corq it, losers!
ReplyDeleteLove,
Corky the Dolphin
I suspected that poet was a communist from the first time i read about him in the library and after listening to this recording i am convinced.
ReplyDeletepunk poet is a diaper wearing commie sockpuppet and he smells like asparagus piss.
ReplyDeletei heard pee pee poopy pants radio on 6.925 kilohertz usb mode today it sounded like crystal shit
ReplyDeleteYou all better leave Alex alone, he is a good dxer and not bad like those awful people who post those terrible images on the internet that i copyrighted and i will SUE YOUR FUCKIN ASSES OFF IF YOU DONT REMOVE THEM FROM NOW OR ELSE I WILL DAMMIT
ReplyDeleteThat's right, Mary Ann. Everybody please leave Alex alone and those awful people with the bad images and you tubes better stop it right now or i am telling on you. PANCHO VEE-YAH!!
ReplyDeleteMary Anne and Joh, I appreciate your comments. These Mosby/Krackhead/Murphy/Beans/Thumper sock puppets have ruined what used to be a fun hobby for the rest of us who used to like to hear crystal ship ;) but is all now a bunch of crap about peoples prive life, who digs up shit on people and posts it on the internet!
ReplyDeletecorq it alex, you ass hole
ReplyDeletePut a sock in it and get a couple of quarters and go play on the tollway Alex. Jump, chump!
ReplyDeletestfu before i sock you, copysock.
ReplyDeletewhy hasnt al fansome posted the obituary for the crystal ship on hfunderpants? it seems they are dead as a door nail since poet lost his mind
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ReplyDeleteno comprende, dimitri.
ReplyDeleteel jumpo!
Poet is even more bat-shit crazy than alex and he still lives in his daddy's basement wearing a dirty filthy nasty unchanged diaper that smells foul and wretched and rotten and really stinky putrid vomity gaggy. P.U.
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ReplyDeleteIts awful what your doing to my little boobie alex on this awful blog, i am gonna come over to your house and rip off your heads and shit down the hole
ReplyDeleteHola Alex let's go smoke some dope, steal a car and go get some burritos! i hear poet may be on 6875 tonight running 300 watts!
ReplyDeleteBunny declares a jihad, mentions my name/nym/information, and my Radio Paranoia blawg stats suddenly get all excited with teh new visitors!
ReplyDeleteI wish to thank the Funny Bunny for the unintentional google revenue.
P.T. Barnum, misattributed or not, knew a few things about teh unforeseen benefits of my hyperblowbole.
Commander Bunny, he gets it right *every* time.
WBNY
ReplyDeletePOET – Hmmmmmmm textbook perfect!
Whoops! That Page Isn't Here - Hmmmmmm textbook perfect!
hey alex i have yr package ;) you will like it :-> man I am so fuckin stoned
ReplyDeleteAlex you suck so go jump you nutcase.
ReplyDeleteA free bird leaps on the back of the wind
ReplyDeleteand floats downstream till the current ends
and dips his wing in the orange suns rays and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage
can seldom see through his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.
The caged bird then flips out
with a bat-shit crazy scream of
insanity,
escapes the cage
and steals a car,
is chased
by the police, and this time
it jumps off the bridge
straight into the abyss.
Alas the now free bird cannot
flap its wings and is no more.
Jump!
I get up, and nothin' gets me down
ReplyDeleteYou got it tough, I've seen the toughest around
And I know, baby, just how you feel
You got to roll with the punches and get to what's real
Ah, can't you see me standin' here
I got my back against the record machine
I ain't the worst that you've seen
Ah, can't you see what I mean?
Ah
Might as well jump
JUMP
Might as well jump
Go ahead an' jump
JUMP
Go ahead and jump