BE ADVISED: THE FOLLOWING AND FRONTAL CONTAINS ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT.
MAKE SURE THIS GETS TO A MAN WHO ISN’T AFRAID, AND IS WILLING TO TAKE ORDERS FROM A WOMAN, AND THAT WOMAN IS CHERITH GJESTLAND AND NO OTHER!
January 17, 2020
Um, Gulf War? Is this timeline, really correct?! Really?!
1990 to 1991? This was the Gulf War? Really? It says Tex-Mex restaurant.
The Gulf War says my employment at Tex-Mex restaurant.
And, OH-MY-GOD – they gave me whatever schedule I wanted being the night shift, to work with – my other employment.
And, OH-MY-GOD, what have I NOT been able to do since 2013? Get a second job.
You want to tell me – AGAIN – intelligence CAN’T?!
SOMEBODY SHUT THESE MOTHERFUCKERS UP! OR, STOP WORKING ME.
They gave me whatever schedule, I wanted, including free food to take home, until a WOMAN showed up and CHANGED MY GODDAMN SCHEDULE.
That was all me, Michael Wayne Brown, was not a hand, and not on hand for the Gulf War. They would have had different people, different and more access to me by way of – windows to read me.
If you had military intelligence following me to get you Gulf War access, Michael Wayne Brown would have been very disappointing. And, another reason he left me, after this Russian (he is a former Russian solider) beat him up. He would have been very disappointing and that is being polite.
You would have had men who would have wanted to take over the “scene” – just because of Michael. It would have been difficult for a lot of men involved because, you didn’t know, what you didn’t know, like my family’s lives were at stake. Did you know that, then?
Let’s recap, the Gulf War, on a hostess’ – salary. Wow! That was no more than $20,000, annually.
Wow, you assholes look like a bunch of fucking cheapskates!
The military doesn’t need me?
Right?!