NO.1 SCREAMER

The inspired TIE ME UP! TIE ME DOWN! allegory came out in Spain on the eve of it's future SCREAM 4 co-star's birth date in 1990, in confirmation of her telling Pepe to screw alot while on vacation. Since her 2.10 1991 birthday suggests that her parents were doing a lot of screwing right before the indie film was released in America on 5.4 in 1990. You don't get to be called to be the artistically worthy niece of Hollywood's no.1 movie star actress for nothing. Whose kinky PRETTY WOMAN prophecy came out in 1990 around the same time that Emma Roberts was conceived. Hence the imminent arrival of Penelope Cruz's first child while these REV.12 Virgin Mary child revelations are coming to light before the release of her next major motion picture on Emma Watson's 4.15 birthday.

Wednesday morning I popped in an old $1 tape of TMUTMD that I had found months ago at GOODWILL's secondhand shop, "Where jobs change lives..." for the mental people at Ricky's state home, glancing over at my 5:59 GROUNDHOG DAY eternal life clock that read '2:10' exactly. [At least that is what the light skin Barack Obama dude on the side of their delivery trucks has been prophesying about for the past decade or so.]

A few hours later, FRANK'S FURNITURE exploded like a Denis Leary PSA in the Detroit suburb of worldly Wayne. For the bloody sofa scream scenes where Ricky is wearing a WAYNES WORLD wig while watching no.1 talk on the phone. Before the 29ish marred servant one mighty and strong comes through the endowment veil to rescue her from her dirty old aunt's pornographic KAMA SUTRA bible featured in the sleazy Liz Hurley opening to Austin Powers' robobabe sequel; shouting "Don't scream!" Because, at the time, Mike Myers was just starting to get a handle on his WAYNES WORLD character who was obsessed with that Sienna Miller babe at the donut shop place that spawns the kinds of unstable stalkers in TIE ME UP! TIE ME DOWN! by all of today's scripturally ignorant 666 Hollywood actresses children charities.

TIE ME UP!.. ends with Ricky riding in the back seat of Marina's sisterly FRIENDS threesome, via Rt.90 and Lincoln Blvd, over to today's Marina Del Rey harbor of safety. Faithfully following his abandoned life history subway map based on my Jennifer Aniston fish&chips subway sandwich dream, as they all sing about the Branch Davidian reed in ISAIAH 42:3 who will never break. Just confirmed by the NYC subway trains that were stopped this week by the historic snow job going down in the NYC media. In the last days, everyone is going to be painfully forced to tell the plain and simple truth, like it or NOT!

GSR/TWN