Funny stuff....

       I just called the Pohatcong Police Department in Pohatcong, NJ from my fathers home phone and told them they charged me as a terrorist in 1989 when I was 13 years old, they ruined my life, and I also told them to go "GO FUCK THEMSELVES." They called my fathers, cell phone while he was at work and told him. My father was good enough to let me stay here for a short time. Apparently there is a phone listing for cell numbers only the police have unless, my father is a policeman and I do not know or, he he is being radio controlled by them lol. Ridiculous small town pig shit! I can not describe it any other way. We might as well be in kindergarten.