"Sha ke'nun, Ltd." In re reparations for African and Indian Slave Ladies

GOD also gave me wireless energy saving inventions which I list on the "Personal Page of Ernestine Standberry" i.e. Geocities.com/loudproductions60609! I applied for a Grant with the U.S. Department of Energy...on my grant application were the "wireless iron," the "wireless hair-blowdryer" the "wireless hotplate," and the "wireless clock/lamp/radio combination" all with removable digital AC/DC! Mr. James P. Damn from the Energy Department called my home after writing me a letter stating that I received a "YES" on Merit but "We will not give you the money." The "wireless iron" is now in the hands of the Oreck Corporation who makes vacumn cleaners...it's a free gift worth $120.00! The "wireless hair-blowdryer and hotplate" is now sold in Walgreens!

I'm also the inventor of the "SK ACJS" laptop/copy in respect to my sons, brothers and Timothy McVeigh (who is in Heaven!) My son, Khallee, my deceased brother LaShawn and my brother Renzelee and me know personally how corrupt this American Government is...really! Some of us have personal experience! My story is told on the webpage that has been removed again...you can search either way! At Google...the link is still there i.e. "Personal Page of Ernestine Standberry" but the page cannot be found! It tells of the government corruption me and my son experience because of Hillary Clinton, and me once with Al Gore! Bill Clinton knew about this but would not stop his wife! HILLARY CLINTON SHOULD BE SITTING IN THE PENITENTIARY...NOT THE SENATE!!! Countries all over the world know about this corruption because I notified most countries...it's so foolish to have removed my webpage speaking truth..i.e..it was created on Yahoo in 1999!!!!!!!

I WANT PEOPLE TO KNOW GOD'S GRACE IS SO AWESOME WHEN YOU REPENT!!! In re Luke 12:2 "There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed or hidden that will not be made known." Of course you know I've been emailing the State Department...they know about all this...I'm just waiting to see how long it will take to get justice for my son, my inventions and reparations! In re the tape entitled "Hong Kong Disco, 1995"... "Go Baba,Baba tu bo pa...and she big nose and she sometimes yell" and "Oh, how we prayed for Khallee." I have also emailed Hillary to repent for her abortions....it is not going to continue... and to stay off the Television!

I'm a Libertarian and will vote for Bush again....something is too seriously wrong with the Democrat Party anyway...they're all prochoice! Again, I spoke the "Calaba" language....I'm still telling the "whitehouse" to change the name...call it the American Embassy in America or something! The only group I respect here is CURE "Caucasians United For Reparations and Emancipation." May God Bless them for speaking bottom-line truth and standing on it!

Respectfully submitted, Ernestine Standberry a/k/a Baba a/k/a Sha ke'nun (Francis Cardinal George know that I use this pin name in respect to African and Indian Slave Ladies and Mother Theresa.)

Bye Mom

This guy goes into a supermarket and this old lady is staring at him in a sad way. Through out the store the old lady is there wherever he turns! She is sad and still staring at him. Then the guy goes to purchase his things. The old lady is in front of him!

She says," My son died a few years ago. You look so much like him. On the way out of the store I'll wave and can you say "Bye Mom" for me?"

The guy feels sorry for her so he agrees.

As the lady waves, he shouts, "Bye Mom!".

When he is getting ringed up the cashier says, "That will be $567.65 sir."

He says, "How can it be that much? I'm only buying 7 things!"

The cashier replies, "Your mom said that you'd pay."

In the interest of pepping up the forum I contribute this story filched from a blogger I don't particularly like.

Posted 9:39 PM by mike

I went out with my dad for dinner tonight. He told me a story I had heard a few times before, but I didn't stop him, because it's one of the best stories I've ever heard. So here goes.

My dad is a retired New Jersey state trooper. This story has to do with two of his former colleagues, one named Rasmussen and the other, Glass. One night, Rasmussen and Glass get called to a bus that has stopped on the side of the Garden State Parkway, due to an incredibly drunk passenger. They get there and the bus driver explains to them that this guy is belligerent and was groping a woman next to him on the bus and wouldn't stop. And, oh yes, he's blind.

So Officer Glass, who is the tough nosed cop gets on the bus and tells the blind man he is going to be arrested. The blind man says, "How do I know you're a cop? Let me feel your badge." So Glass lets the blind man feel his chest, while guarding his weapons. The blind man puts his hand on the badge, can feel the bullet proof vest and gets up to the tie. As soon as he appears to be done, he punches Glass right in the face.

So they tackle him and put him in handcuffs. Any doubts as to whether or not they are cops are now gone. Rasmussen says to Glass, "Well now we got him on assaulting a police officer." Glass says, "Are you kidding? No way are we charging him with that. You will not get me to fill out a report or end up in court to say I got punched by a blind man."

Fair enough, but they still had him for assaulting the woman. He is so drunk they decide to take him to the hospital. He is handcuffed to a bed and the nurse takes his blood. Rasmussen, who was apparently the prankster of the bunch comes up with an idea. If they aren't going to charge him with assaulting an officer, they should at least do something. So he walks into the room and puts on a stereotypical Indian accent. Think Apu. He says, "Hello, I am Dr. Sanjay and I am here for the operation. I see that the nurse has just given you the sedative, so this should not be long and you won't feel a thing."

The blind man asks, "What procedure? What are you talking about?"

"Please do not worry. You will be awake, but it will be virtually painless when we remove your leg."

Now, of course, he is flipping the f*** out. Rasmussen as the doctor says, "With the pain killer, this will only feel like a key going back and forth across the back of your leg." So he takes out his keys and starts rubbing it across the back of the guy's leg. The guy is going nuts and yelling his head off. The nurse looks in the room and Rasmussen just puts his finger to his lips, the universal sign for, It's OK. We're just fucking with this blind drunk guy a bit.

Because the guy also was a complete asshole when the nurse drew blood from him, she doesn't care what they are doing to him. Now Rasmussen says, "OK, looking at your chart, it looks as though I cut off the wrong leg. Not a big deal, I will just now cut off the correct one."

The blind man's father comes to pick him up a little bit later and is telling the cops that this is apparently turning into a weekly occurrence where he either has to pick him up from the hospital or jail. He goes in to talk to his son and comes back out and says, "He's drunker than normal. He's so drunk he thinks the doctors cut off his legs."

There's the story. My dad tells it very well. I think it's probably better in person, rather than blog form.

Anyway, I know that it may not be the most ethical thing, and yes, it is wrong to torture blind people, but come on. That s*** is f****** funny.

Chevelle - Send The Pain Below
(written by: Chevelle)
From the album "Wonder What's Next"

I liked,
Having hurt,
So send the pain below,
Where I need it.

You used to beg me,
To take,
Care of things,
And smile at the thoughts,
Of me failing.

But long before,
Having hurt,
I'll send the pain below,
I'll send the pain below.

Much like suffocating,
Much like suffocating,
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below),
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below).

You used run me away,
All while laughing,
Then cry about that fact,
Til my returns.

But long before,
Having hurt,
I'll send the pain below,
I'll send the pain below.

Much like suffocating,
Much like suffocating,
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below),
Much like suffocating (I'll send the pain below),
Much like suffocating!

I can'y feel my chest (chest, chest),
Anymore,
Drop down,
Cause I am, (?)
I can't feel my chest (chest, chest) (RAHH!!!.)
Drop down! (RAHHHHHH!!!.)

I liked,
Having hurt,
So send the pain below,
So send the pain below (Much like suffocating) (I liked),
So send the pain below (Much like suffocating) (Having hurt),
So send the pain below (Much like suffocating),
So send the pain below (Much like suffocating),
So send the pain below.

Artist: Chevelle
Album: Wonder What's Next
Song: Closure

Breathe, trust, bless me and release,
Climb, hard or never be seen.
Closed off, rescue to breathe.
Just bless me.

Two sided time,
Your rebirth can't hurt,
Branch out behind, the pain.

Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.

Had to to turn, lay down,
Your sting of disease.
Phase you out, should've seen this coming.
Go on confusing the soul,
Hold my breath 'til you rupture.

Three days aside,
Your rebirth can't hurt,
Branch out behind, pride.

Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.

Like a leech,
I hold on as if we belonged,
To some precious pure dream.
Cast off, you've seen what's beneath,
Now fail me.

Forget closure,
Forget closure,
Forget closure,
Forget closure.

Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
Closure has come to me myself,
You will never belong to me.
So breathe.

Our Lady Peace - Somewhere Out There

Last time I talked to you
You were lonely and out of place
You were looking down on me
Lost out in space

I laid underneath the stars
Strung out and feelin brave
Watched the red/orange glow
Watched you float away

Down here in the atmosphere
Garbage and city lights
Gonna save your tired soul
Gonna save our lives

Turned on the radio
To find you on satellite
I waited for the sky to fall
I'm waiting for a sign

Alone we are
Its all so far

You're fallin' back to me
The star that I can see (ya)
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there
You're falling out of reach
Defying gravity (ya)
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there

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