Flutoutio Born, American Raised. introduction and chapter 1 part 1

Attention!!!! this is just a book divided into sections to be put on a blog. the reality of this is Bullshit, and with bullshit comes a great deal of shit and a awful lot of bull. Shitbull. so when reading the events of this book and saying "unrealistic Fuckwad" remember this is a fictional book written in autobiography format. Wait theres more!! that's right for my own cruel purposes I will add just a hint of reality. just a hint. a Teaspoon of Truth syrup over a nice Falsehood Pancake. So sit back enjoy this fucking Crepe of a lie.

Also, there is going to be a bit of swearing. words like ass, cunt, shit, fuck, Damn, and others you don't even know are offensive. remember that these words are words and sticks and stones may hurt you, but words will hurt you. Unless, your cruel, a carve out the word then stab someone with a glued up stone words. Then Fail in argument.

So, Let the bullshiting lies began, cause after all we're all going to die later on.

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chapter 1: Not of this earth

Since i was little, I felt I didn't belong. Just random things would cause me to think out loud "dale your not of this earth". proof was hard to get, i spent many hours on where i was born, though i didn't research fuck on aliens or astronomy, I did self research. the kind of research that you go inside to find, hence self research. This sort of research prove favorable to me, cause in a vision I had learned a great deal of my heritage. And the little big suburbia town in Maine came one in a outer planet Called Flutoutio.

In this dream I had learn't that long ago ( and by long i mean 19 years) I was born of a alien witch who had been charge with treason. You see on that planet magic is allowed for simple things like snaping out toast but for murder thats a big Inn Oh. No.

You see Fluties are given 45 Magic bucks every week for there magical reasons. they can't go over that ration or there magic will be suspended for 12 hours minimum and Death maximum. They don't fuck around. there is an old flutoem that demonstrates this reality of theres

Magic is good and magic is bad, magic helps us and magic destroys us use your magic for good and live good and prosperous tenfold however use it for bad get eaten by the beast of the cell block 13

You may say what does this have to do with you, and patience mother fuckers. I'm getting to that.

There once was a witch name Iglobia. she was a beauty and she knew it. she would whore around for cash then cast a spell. this spell was a once a kind. a sadistic cruel Deadly curse. you may not think that I'm being serious. but ask one of the victims that survived.