Jose's "conversation" is bullshit. If we had actually met then "he"
would have been on my digital audio recording, which I'll post soon
enough (I had one of those Sony recorders in my pocket, basically
expecting something along these lines if someone actually showed.) As
it is, the recording is just a collection of me dictating into it and
the sounds of traffic passing (and my critique of some of the passing
vehicles) - no one shows up except for me.
Typical Karen Anderson lying troll bullshit.
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and a dozen anonymous remailers
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On Aug 23, 6:30Â pm, Jose Gaspar
newsguy.com> wrote:
> I'll be damned! Â PJ actually showed for once. Â He was there at 1:15 PM just like
> he said he would. Â I wouldn't have believed it!
>
> I'm not sure why he picked a skidrow section of Orlando to meet rather than than
> the nice places that I picked out, but what the hell - he showed and that's
> what's important.
>
> The Bull And Bush was closed. Â I got there at 1 PM sharp and waited for PJ and
> sure enough he pulled up at 1:15 PM with his LandRover with a small empty
> trailer behind it. Â After a few high fives and hugs we quickly walked around the
> corner to the Kwik Mart Discount Beverages and bought a couple of quarts of Colt
> 45's. Â Not that John Boy needed any because he was already so fucking drunk he
> had to hold on to me. Â It was interesting that he wouldn't step on the sidewalk
> cracks... Â I wonder what that means?
>
> Anyway, we didn't need a conversation starter; PJ started rambling on about how
> he went to his mother's (Mary Elizabeth) birthday party back on April 29, 2007.
> I remember that date because it is also my birthday. Â He was mumbling something
> about how he wished that bitch would hurry up and die because he needed the
> money to get to Mexico before some lady sued him...
>
> Not surprisingly he is into flying saucers, aliens, and all kinds of
> extraterrestrial shit and conspiracy theories; he talked about his visit to
> Roxwell, NM and how inspiring it was.
>
> On his way to his mom's birthday party he stopped at Hustonville where he said
> his dad is buried. Â He drove the LandRover there and had stayed the night in
> Jellico, TN in a Motel 6 the night before.
>
> Well, there's a whole lot more that he told me but what I wanted was for him to
> take a photo of us together sharing a bottle of Colt 45. Â I suggested that we
> ask that vagrant standing on the corner to take a pic of us but Gilmer refused!
> "Hell NO! Â You ain't taking my picture. Â Look at my chipmunk teeth and bloodshot
> eyes... Â No way!"
>
> No matter how much I pleaded, he just wouldn't let me take a pic of us. Â So I
> asked if it was alright if I took a pic of his LandRover and some pics of the
> Bull and Bush and he said yes. Â After I took the pics, he told me to get out of
> sight because he was going to take photos with his video camera. Â I'm not sure
> what that was all about... Â I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't even remember
> anything that went on...