Satan's Blessing - Part 8
I'm currently under the terrifying threat of Death By Thunder. I'm shaking so much that it's becoming difficult to type words any more. The terror is stopping any coherent thought. All I can think about now is my own survival.
Joke over, let's see what else this idiot has to say.
19 October 2004
"please can u doubt me"? of course I can doubt you, I've been doubting you for quite some time.
(16:49:25) fords_inc: u doubt me huh
(16:49:29) Buzz!!
(16:49:49) fords_inc: i got ur muther name and ur date of birth here with me
(16:50:08) fords_inc: i have just been told by shriaska the spirit ok knowledge
(16:50:40) fords_inc: and since i got those info men ur ass is going to the grave tommorow morning as early as 7 am ok
(16:50:50) Buzz!!
Let me make a note in my diary ... shriaska ... as early as 7 am ... hmm, looks like I'll have to sleep in so that I can die in my sleep.
(16:53:11) Chisel: I warned you about your pathetic threats. Leave now, before you are implicated.
(16:53:32) fords_inc: ass hole this is no threat
(16:53:42) fords_inc: but for reall nigga
(16:54:00) fords_inc: u are dead tommorow 3am est uk time
(16:55:05) Chisel: I will be alive long after that.
(16:55:10) fords_inc: u can bet my life
(16:55:24) fords_inc: i give u my number u call it tommorow morning and buu me u are alive ok
(16:56:01) Chisel: Yes, give me your number, and I will call it in the morning
(16:56:31) fords_inc: call 3456723412
(16:56:43) fords_inc: please call as early as 7 am to whoo me ok
(16:56:58) Chisel: Which country code should I use? That is not a UK number?
If I'm going to pretend to call The Number of Death it might as well look like a real phone number. They're so busy telling me how I can arrange my own death that I don't really need to say much now. It's been a couple of weeks but I get to play the number swapping game again.
(16:58:35) fords_inc: its 1 for the usa
(16:58:36) fords_inc: ok
(16:59:03) fords_inc: please i can even give u my address to come over with ur scoland yard to take me here in the states ok
(16:59:25) fords_inc: cuz u annoys me and ur blood is for the sacrifice in our meeting in ny tonite ok
(16:59:36) Chisel: so, it's 001 354 762 1234 that I should call in the morning?
(16:59:48) fords_inc: nope
(16:59:49) fords_inc: 1
(16:59:52) fords_inc: only
(16:59:54) fords_inc: no 001 ok
(17:00:08) Chisel: 1 354 726 2143?
(17:00:08) fords_inc: ur blood is sweeter i am seeing it from here
(17:00:13) fords_inc: yesd
(17:00:29) fords_inc: call and tell me i am a mutha fucker that u never died tonite ok
(17:00:43) fords_inc: by 7 am tommorow morning plzzz
(17:00:57) fords_inc: i want u inm grave b4 4 am tommorow
I'm a little confused here. I have to phone by 7am so that I can die by 4am? I sense a temporal paradox brewing here.
(17:01:25) fords_inc: ok
(17:01:32) fords_inc: call and tell me u never died ok
(17:01:35) fords_inc: ]thanks
(17:01:44) fords_inc: RIP u soul ok
(17:01:58) fords_inc: ur sould will be from tonite written in RIP ok
I think that was another threat, but to be honest I'm not sure any more. They do have one last thing to say me, and I think it's so sweet I might start using it myself ...
(17:03:03) Buzz!!
That's it. My journey from best friend to satanist/spiritual curse victim. The only real mystery is how they managed to communicate with me after I'd used my chat client to block them. It's one mystery that I'm happy to let slip...
