My Evil Sister And Daughter

It takes two parents to make a child. The daughter I conceived was kept a secret from me. Her mother found me through my dead sister. Heather Hanson was sixteen. This was supposed to be OUR miracle. It was THEIR miracle. When I did not treat the mother’s child special enough, Heather was disappeared. She and her mother played Miricle Child on Vicki Presco, who went for it. My evil sister felt this was the most special thing that had happened to her. Vicki had a son and two grandsons. I thought I was going to die childless. I was fifty-three when the human being I conceived came into my life. Vickie has no penis or semen inside her, or balls. When I was going to become a grandfather, Vicki’s son, Shamus Dundon was not going to tell me, or put me in touch with my daughter I had not seen in two years. He felt he had a more special relationship with my child and grandson than I. Did Shamus get my daughter pregnant?

Vicki was a Special Child, Vic Presco’s favorite child. Then, Shannon came of age. She is Christine’s oldest daughter. Vicki was no longer Daddy’s Little Girl. When her mother drowned, Vicki placed our niece under arrest with the help of Garth, Drew’s father. These two did not attend my sister’s funeral.

Vicki has a special relationship with our grandmother who had put all four of her grandchildren in her Will, and, wanted to see us on her death bed. Vicki was supposed to contact us, and didn’t. Grandma left it all to her son, who invested in everything in Rosamond prints.

When I found my daughter, I tried to forgive her. I explained the facts of life to her. We had a good relationship until Drunken Bill Cornwell came along. His seed was no good. His father wanted a grandson, so they went after my grandson, Tyler Hunt. Enjoying being the Sole Center of Attention, again, my daughter threw me away, once more. I have not talked to her or my grandson in six years. So much for honoring Fatherhood. Murderers in prison are treated better by their families than I.

Vicki Presco continued to live with HER father after he raped Shannon. She was Daddy’s Very Special Little Girl Again.

Heather wanted her best friend to come live with me because her mother was doing tough love with her, and kept throwing her out of the house. Leah was in love with a twenty-four year old, and, I think he was going to come live with me too. That’s Leah who I threw out of my house because she went into a jealous rage. She was united with her father for the first time, and he was done. Leah was going to hit my child. I was prepared to knock her out. She and her bad-ass lover would have commandeered my bedroom, and would have made a baby. Today, Leah is a biker-chic.

I think I deserve better than the family I got. I have not spoken to any of them, in six years. I think they are insane! This is………………….Un-married With Children! I will send this post to HBO, and make money on their ass. I will go hide and enjoy my money.

I’m going to write Belle and Alley into the show. They were shocked when I ingored their Form Threat Letter, and, then drew afraid. What is it with this guy? Are we fucking with the Mafia? No, just A PRESCO. We get these threats all the time – and give them. I will move their homeless ass down in the basement. When they come up to cook, one stands guard with a switchblade. Leah walks in from the bedroom wearing a moo-moo!

“Go ahead and stab him. He wouldn’t let spike hold a kegger for his birthday! Oh God, my water just broke!

“Oh shit!”

“Stop playing the victim Dad. You’re not the one having a child out of wedlock!”

“Alley. Can you call off your homeless hit squad? I want to go downtown and present my Labyrinth idea to the mayor.”

“Only if you let Belle take a bath.”

“I never stopped her from taking a bath!”

“She feels you will try to peek in on her while she is naked.”

“Well, when I go downtown, she will have no worries, no fear!”

“Hey, you old stalker. I bet you think you’re smarter than me!”

Don’t miss my chit-chat with my old friend and neighbor, Kevin, the ‘King of the Anarchist’ that 60 Minutes wanted to interview. Kevin is close with Alley and Belle’s lover. They didn’t know we were tight when they came after me. Kevin called them off.

Play both videos at the same time! I think most of the people in these videos grew up with crazy alcoholic combative parents, and thus, feel like this is a family reunion, where the shit will hit the fan and any moment.

“I’m going to make this very simple for you. I don’t know if you know who I am, but I sure as hell know who you are, and when you fuck with my friends, you fuck with me. Stop writing about Belle or I am going to make your life very difficult. I mean it. If I see one more word about her on your blog, your FB, or anywhere else, I will make sure that you experience all the fear and discomfort that she is experiencing right now. And no, this isn’t a physical threat, so don’t try to play victim. Frankly, I encourage you to contact EPD, as they already know all about you. I will not do anything illegal, but mark my word you will regret it if you write one more word about her. I will make sure that the entire community knows exactly how much of a sick fuck you are. Your picture, your name, and “samples” of your writing will be posted on every bulletin board in town. There will not be a single person in the Eugene/Springfield area who won’t know that you’re a sick stalker who won’t leave a stalker who won’t leave a young girl alone. Cut it out. Now. This is your first, last, and only warning.” Alley used the word THREAT. I talked to the FBI.

“Please, go ahead and blog my threat.
You have no fucking idea what you’re getting yourself into
You also have no idea how many people are already on to you, and how many people have my back. We also have six other mutual friends who are going to learn about your behavior ASAP
And just so you know as well: if you write anything about me that could be construed as defamatory, you will be hearing from my lawyers ASAP.”

Jon Presco

The Kesey family has always treated me better than – my family. Here is my interview with Chuck Kesey. Ken’s son, Zane, walks by in background wearing colorful jumpsuit.

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