Sandra Minarik

If Sandra were alive, and heard how Kim was treating me and Clark, she would have slapped her silly. Sandra was a cat lover. Knowing she was dying of Leukemia she gave one of her two cats away, and had the other, put down. It was afraid of people. We talked every day for two years. Her brother was not there for her. She saved up her morphine, and killed herself.

When Hafner kept telling me and my neighbors I had no friends where we live, because I am seriously deranged, I thought of Sandra and Hollis who died as orphans in the world.

The woman standing next to Kim Hafner tried to make Brembe – her cat! I told her he was my cat, but, due to being abused he wanted to be an outdoor cat. I told this ugly brat with no neck, that I was combatting prostate cancer, and Brembe is my service cat. She looked at me with disdain, and said Brembe belonged to no one, and, if he were my cat I am breaking my lease by letting him out.  This rude monster would bring her cat outside to try to get him used to Brembe. It hissed. Not having a boyfriend, this person believes she is entitled access to all animals as compensation.

Her mother is also ugly, and without a boyfriend. Being the only male around, the Uglies get to work out on me. Kim knew Brembe was my service cat. She became very depressed when her dog died. I was concerned. Kim wants to switch roles so I know what it feels to be ugly and isolated.

I suspect the Uglies are considering taking me to court for Verbal Abuse. My attorney will open with two questions;

“What did you think of Mr. Presco a month after you first met him? If you had a choice, what kind of man would you like as a neighbor?”

Five days ago I heard Hafner’s dog barking non-stop, and I went out to see Brown Turdball trying to pick up Clark. I told her to leave him alone. That’s when Kim went over and kicked him where his balls used to be. Ugly Hog Woman threatened to disappear Clark.

Last night I let Clark out just as Hunter was bringing his dog upstairs. They met on the stairs, The dog did not bark. Hunter said they have been friends for over a year. Clark walks with, and plays with, my neighbor’s dog.

I am telling everyone in our appartment complex that Kim Hafner kicked Clark. I will tell the news. I am going to file a complaint against Big Bad Ugly Nurse who gathers real Ugly Man Haters around her.

In this video, Sandra and I are being concerned about Alberta who I took to Cowboy Church where she wanted to read her poem that she later read to me in my truck when we got home.

Kim Hafner’s proof I am deranged, is….. I told her Christians were Nazis “a lot” while in her car. She is a liar breaking Commandment No.8

What the Uglies are taking away from me, is my history of being compassionate. I have no compassion for the Ugly McKimbo Tribe. None!

John Presco

https://osbn.oregon.gov/OSBNOnlineComplaint/Default.aspx

https://www.washingtonpost.com/posteverything/wp/2016/07/15/how-the-prosperity-gospel-explains-donald-trumps-popularity-with-christian-voters/?utm_term=.cd396728c5ff

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYkvaS85qds

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fzzB1K3Jzcw

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orphans

My neighbor and good friend, Sandra Minarik died yesterday. She was Owen’s neighbor who died three years ago. Owen and other neighbors played poker in the community room. Upon meeting Sandra, she told me she lived at the Fred Finch Orphanage in Oakland where I was born. I felt an affinity with this tragic soul, because as a child I used to walk up Lincoln to the hills, and pause to look down at the children on the playground. I projected myself there, with them, because there was talk I and my siblings would be sent here because our parents were raging alcoholics.

When the Coroner wheeled Sandra past me, if it were not for her folded arms, one would not believe she was in the burgundy body bag . This woman suffered greatly. She was in much pain. She carried several crosses……across the finish line.

I used to play on bulldozers when the…

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