Tracking my cell phone conversations.

Last night I talked to my Granddaughter (not the missing one) for 2 hours. We talked about a lot of stuff.  My husband and I talked quite a lot about different things.  After I got off the phone and opened my sites, there was ads for everything we talked about.  I was furious.  How dare you?  They know I know and now they are just messing with me.  I can hear them breath in conversations on my smart phone that I have had with my sister, so I just said into the phone, Hey you, you fat heavy breathing government troll just hang up. The breathing stopped.  I have been outspoken about my opinions so I know I’m on a list by now.  No, I’m not imagining things.  Read the list of home grown terrorists and you’ll see who is on there.   I am just very observant of what is going on.  There are government scandles being covered up that we can hardly keep count of them.  It was planned for Ebola.  Letting those from Ebola stricken countries fly right in.  Our president is tring his best to start a race war. Benghazi. Middle East war and how our president will always stand with the Muslims if the winds changed.  That came out of his own mouth.  He will allow Muslims to take over America, not caring one bit for the citizens of America.  The persons he is supposed to protect.

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About 1wanderingtruthseeker

I'm a fiftish woman that has opinions and passions about nearly everything under the sun. I love a good debate, not name calling. I believe in the Constitution , the Bill of Rights and God. I believe the government which governs the least is the best government of all. I believe in the rights of the people. I dispatched fire trucks, the Po-Po and ambulances for a long time so I have a wicked sense of dark humor and speak fluent sarcasm. I think out loud a lot times. I am offensive. But I'm offensive of everybody. Socially unacceptable, plain spoken and unashamed. If you don't want to be offend, please don't read and if you do, please consider that I'm not politically correct in any sense of the word.
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