There’s no Frank Paul Gambino & Janet Jackson

There’s no Frank Paul Gambino & Janet Jackson

 

Just because she is allegedly well off and I am allegedly not does not mean she is the giver and I the taker, it was the other way around.  Maybe that is how celebrities get wealthy; they take and do not compensate from the unfortunate for a profit.  I slaved for Janet for may years and never saw a dime and I did it out of caring and felt I was in dept to her, because of a child that I found out allegedly does not exist, so that makes me a free man, I owe her nothing.  If I owe anyone I owe myself.

 

First I was a loyal friend, then it is “I don’t know you man,” on the contrary I do not know her.  After 20 years plus, what does she not know about me.  But she remains a mystery because she hardly ever tells the truth and I have no more time for this charade. 

 

I cut off my hands and lost a lot of my friends, because of my love for her I left them behind and she does not respect that.  While I was alone, she was in bed with James, Rene, and Jermaine and half of Hollywood, with not a break in-between.  People think I am not good enough for her but it is the other way around, she is probably nothing but a worn out socket these days with a man who bought his penis over the internet, the leftovers as a result of 25 consecutive years of sexual activity, she admits she never took a break and claims no children, so be it and we have nothing in common.

 

This is not out of disrespect, but out of consideration to the few regular readers I have, that tune in on her web sites.  I will find me another platform and address new issues.  Janet does not pay me or compensate me, I am not her love interest, she asked me to be her loyal fan, I cannot settle for those conditions not actively.  I cannot continue to wakeup 4 am to post on her web sites, before I go to work and stay up until 10 pm researching current events without the respect or honor or a dime in the mail.  So now I have time to do me and reacquaint myself with old friends and leave her behind and count my losses.  I will get mine’s!

 

Paul

The Drug Dealer & the Dog

The Drug Dealer & the Dog

 

Why do you think drug dealers have dogs?  They have them because they use them for protection.  The secret about a dog is he is expendable.  See a drug dealer uses his dog as a decoy you go after him and he sends his dog after you and while you fight off his dog he shoots you with his real weapons of war.

 

Why did I mention this, it is the same thing with a low life two faced person, you think Janet is dating say Jermaine Dupri, but all the time she is in bed with the government in the name of Satan.  So you go after her and you get preoccupied with JD the dog that is expendable.  While you are fighting the dog the Dealer being Satan shoots you down with all of his horses and all of his bitches.

 

You never get to her, because you have to fight off an attack dog which you do kill, but he is just an animal a fucking undomesticated pet.  You never see your real enemy because of the illusion called love.  Put it is not about love anymore it is about power.  Mankind knows not love; his motivational tools are power and fear.  He wants to control that which he has not authority over.

 

Then they arrest you as a crazy man as a stalker, with an obsession and uses the Gay Mob media to make the lie valid.  Childish Games!  They leave me no choice but to leave, they turned my own family against me for a dollar bill.

 

^{Ge 19:24} Then the LORD rained down burning sulfur on Sodom and Gomorrah—from the LORD out of the heavens. 

^{Ge 19:25} Thus he overthrew those cities and the entire plain, including all those living in the cities—and also the vegetation in the land. 

^{Ge 19:26} But Lot’s wife looked back, and she became a pillar of salt.

^{Ge 19:27} Early the next morning Abraham got up and returned to the place where he had stood before the LORD. 

^{Ge 19:28} He looked down toward Sodom and Gomorrah, toward all the land of the plain, and he saw dense smoke rising from the land, like smoke from a furnace.

^{Ge 19:29} So when God destroyed the cities of the plain, he remembered Abraham, and he brought Lot out of the catastrophe that overthrew the cities where Lot had lived.   

Is that what Hollywood women do?

Is that what Hollywood women do?

 

To: Janet

From: Paul

Date: 12 October 2008

 

So that is what you’ll do in Hollywood?  You hire a male prostitute and call him a bodyguard.   I was supposed to go after poor Jermaine while he went after me.  Was the setup the Mohegan Sun until you found out my friends were on call?

 

You think I really care about what you do with your pussy?  You just proved you are just another woman and nothing special.  You called yourself playing me and you played yourself.  I fine ass bitch paying for dick, talking about being in love with a punk ass bitch.

 

I will tell you in advance what my message of the day will be.  I will take time off from the bullshit and when you decide to get back to me so be it.  But the game is over, you weep what you sow and everybody will get what they deserve.  After tomorrow I have nothing else to say to any of you all.

 

Paul

 

 

Is it the real life bodyguard?

Is it the real life bodyguard?

 

To: President George W. Bush

From: Frank Paul Gambino

Date: 12 October 2008

 

…this year you know you cannot carry on with the same old routine, so ask yourself how you can restructure your life from top to bottom, and then get help from people who know how to make changes that last.

Like everyone you have a skeleton or two lurking in your closet, but unlike most people you are not in the least bit ashamed of them. If someone tries to uncover one of your darker secrets this week don’t try to cover it up – admit how much you enjoy it.

Is my imagination running away with me or am I starting to smell the coffee, I had a dream a couple of nights ago and Janet was  having an affair with her driver and he said this has to end and she said never.  He asked her “How about me,” and she said he will never know.

 

So I pose this question:

 

Is it the real life body guard?

 

Alright Janet it is time to square up with me.  Are you or was you pregnant and if so by who, your bodyguard who “goes everywhere with to include home,” or was it a one night fling with LL Cool J as you claim the date was social but I never asked “It is social,” I know it was not Jermaine Dupri “ugly punk ass” Dupri.  He is your front man an homosexual and a friend that is a boy and not the other way around.  I always wondered about your relationship with the driver and either you or Latoya told me you had an affair with your driver now I think it was you.

 

You wrote me that fucking fan bullshit and tell me you do not know how to do something that if you really cared you would have taken the intuitive to find out.  “I do not know how to do that my people handle it.”  You e-mail me once in blue and about everything I find out about you is third party or a lie.  This is bullshit.  You did something or something is fucked up, but it is obviously in you power to fix or you’ll would came a gotten me to work magic, so tell me what is the fuck up.  It is your driver is not it?  Did you have an abortion in Canada?  Is that what you are recovering from?

 

If any of this is true why are you holding me back?  Say Paul live your life without me! I probably will anyway!

 

Some Love for Paul

You are right I have to live my life not as one with her but to my pleasure and have no shame in my game, because there is no longer any reason for me to be a lonely fool.  I did it to my self, she will either come around or she will continue to run around, but does it make a difference?

I plan to reacquaint myself to my friends and enjoy life, I tried you help Janet with her tour but she left me on the outside so fuck it, I wish her the best of luck, she will need it.  I do not need this and never really did, she just wants to cash in on the milking cow, but if you snooze you lose.