Intimidation and threats against INAD and its president
Following the publication of an article by …), INAD received terrifying threats yesterday from an obscure employee of a dark little magazine published by an association pompously named Times Square Press. Please note, this is a public organization recognized by the “government of New York”. Basically, it’s as if the association of curd drinkers of Trifouillis-les-Oies claimed to be a public organization just because it is registered with the prefecture. Well, when I talk to you about terrifying threats, it’s more like something like screw up at recess. The Ricans are not happy. They will soon find a chemical weapon in the INAD offices to launch one of the rare missiles that they did not send to Iraq. And given that INAD publishes an article which supports a “big villain” and a “liar”, who, by the way, is one of the rare ones to work under his real name, the said company threatens us with an article in its next issue. Wow, it’s a storm in my pants (Little boat of course) I’m so scared! Sorry, I laughed so much. Their millions of readers around the world, that is to say the flies who groom themselves on their magazine and the die-hard defenders of the extra-terrestrial conspiracy, will know the truth about Inad.
Well, we must still recognize the seriousness of their investigation with clairvoyants and other French mediums. As they specify, “writers and journalists from TSP in New York City contacted nearly 2,000 French professionals and practitioners of clairvoyance, mediumship, astrology, and the divinatory arts, and asked them to complete a detailed questionnaire on their services, their specialties, their prices, their location.” Just that! It’s true that when you read the questions, you quickly realize the seriousness of the matter: “do you like social life, big receptions, everything that sparkles? What kind of book do you read? Do you follow fashion?” You get it, the kind of question that allows us to understand the true talents of these “lightworkers”.
Come on, I admit everything: I met my husband at Area 51 and I was immediately seduced by his gray complexion and his big black eyes. It took me a while to teach him not to eat cats but I don’t regret it. He introduced me to Youcef Sissaoui, a third-generation cyborg. Well guys from the psycho thing associated federation of any nawac, without dec, stop threatening to stick chewing gum in our hair. Because my friends the Smurfs are going to turn blue with anger.
Come on, kiss Donald (the funny duck, not the gross macho moumouto)
Buffy Brinogene
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