Back on the Streets . . .into the Gutter!

Fuck you scumbags who thought that Al Goldstein was stuck in the fucking VA with a straight jacket and a ball stuffed in his mouth.  Fuck you syphillitic pukes who thought that I would merely lay down and die like an old jew in a rusty wheelchair.  I am alive, my brain still functions, my dick is soft but I have a rigid tongue, and i am ready as ever to suck on pussy and give the world’s assholes a tongue lashing.

For the record (and to those morons who actually CALLED the VA and askedfor Al Goldstein), there are LAWS in this fucking country called “HIIPA” which protect patient’s confidentiality.  This is not 1953 when you could call a hospital and ask if your grandmother’s anal fistula was successfully removed!  You fucking MORONS!

ok - back to reality.  The point is that I am out of the VA and live in an apartment 2 blocks from the ocean in Far Rockaway.  It is a clean place, not to shabby.  I have no money to buy food, but I went to COSTCO and bought a three month supply of ALPO.

I will wite a full BLOWN blog in a week or two.

FUCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKK YOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUU

al

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