So here we go again with the debunking of her crazy shit.
1. I leave out details that are irrelevant to her crusade against people that don't factor in the subject matters I put forth here, and there are so many people she attacks all the time, I simply cannot keep track of her crusade against the humans. And it's that her details are lies of events that she makes up in her mind. So I can't be blamed for leaving out a detail about pink elephants, purple penguins, and George Harrison's nude encounters with her and her snake, pet llama, flask worn on a belt over her naked self, and a cop and a photographer that just happened to be at his estate or national forest or whatever the location is now in her elaborate lie about meeting him while naked, since I have no idea what the bat will come up with next.
2. Oh how she projects! She twists the truth to serve her purpose! But what exactly is her purpose? To relive a cruise over and over, maybe go back in time and have that sexual encounter with Dirk Benedict that she felt needed to happen? The celebrity she was stalking prior to taking up an obsession with Paul McCartney.
3. Who the fuck is Shay? Some innocent lady who probably never said or did anything. Who the fuck is Brick? Some poor chap who was convulsing in lobbies and left to die and she wants to show me how she saved his life? So convulsing in lobbies must require this kook crackhead to save him because lobbies of hotels just can't be bothered to help their guests. Yeah that's how it works and mind you, dear reader, the hotel is incapable of providing food and meds or even a real doctor. No, it's all up to her to save the life of Brick!
Oooookay. Whatever crazy bitch! Wow you showed me! LOL.
Not.
