The Return of Tibor

Just when everything in my life seems to have hit the skids once again, my adopted son Tibor is back in town.  I have tried with all my wits to be the foster parent to him that I think I should be.  Tibor isn't interested in me being a parent.  He wants me to be a victim, a scapegoat, a tortured soul and his bitch.

I don't care that he's only 9 years old.  Which is really odd because he was 8 when I adopted him and first started telling you about him in 2006.  Tibor claims to have found a way to stall the aging process.  He considers it a Weapon of Mass Destruction of his own invention.

I am certain now that Tibor is not from Guam, or South Vietnam or wherever, nay he's from Space.  He is not human.

But of course when he said he was in town for the NATO conference how could I resist him a place to stay.  Tibor was wearing the same clothing he had on when I saw him last year, those being the rags of Bin Laden, the terrorist Tibor claims he alone killed.  Tibor also claims that Bin Laden had the biggest collection of Goat Porn he's ever seen.

And during his first night with me, he again was caught trying to boil my cats in a pot of Wesson and Beef Bullion.  Tibor uses a stun gun on the cats rendering them still.  When I tried to stop Tibor he tossed the scalding hot oil in my face.  I know he felt bad since he drove me to the hospital.

When we returned.  I noticed that Tibor had stolen a trunk-load of medical supplies.  He told me to keep my fucking mouth shut.  I am so scared of him.

He says Phase 2 of his plan is about to begin during the election in november.  I have reached out to Obama and Romney's campaigns to warn them about Tibor.  They both laughed that they would be in any danger from a 9 Year old.

I told them they don't know Tibor.  They told me the CIA has been tracking Tibor for the last 20 years.

The math just doesn't add up.

TO BE CONT............