Attam Sukkhar Fuck OFF!
Haha, I get it.
Now fuck off.
I have wrong numbers remittently for Attam Sukkhar on the cell phone. I am being fucked around in one of four ways.
A. I have a recycled number previously belonging to a a Pakistani, or perhaps somebody from The Middle Eats or Middle Asia. I’m not sure of the dialect, but from the messages I would guess the language is Arabic on the branch.
B. Some fuckers from some kind of Military, Paramilitary, or a Black Agency are fuckin’ with me and conducting counter espionage per the directions of some pentagon computer. O, Thank thee for thine protection, Homeland! You can’t elicit the illicit from the non-illicit, but if you try real hard by the sheer power of will and delusion you can illicit the elicit. Shit on the Constitution and you’ll have a handful of shit.
C. You fuckers are messin’ with my mind. (It’s a mess anyways.)
D. All of the above.