Gabby Windey

And her Bitcoin she benevolently went to jail for.

Like your dear old grandma when she picked up that unfaithful phone call from Jen Shaw.

I've been swindled.

Gabby swindied.

Oprah Swinfreed.

I raced in that 250 Swin-meet and lost.

Swindle-meetle-dash.

I've been hoodwinked by an operational tool called the fascia blaster.

I don't know if you guys have ever heard of it, but you're going to hear of it now.

And this is not the blast you may or may not definitely know of the endoblast, the ectoblast, and the mesoblast, or the making of an embryo that you hope will eventually procure a baby girl.

Don't even start me on a baby boy.

God luck, Godspeed to you.

Raising a baby boy in this lifetime.

This is not the making of a life, but ruining of one.

Me.

Now it's time to fascia blast her.

Am I right?

Can I get a... Blast her right into my blood and the bruises she caused on my legs.

Heart and vanity.

Blaster into the FDA complaint filings where she's long, where there's plenty already, which the Fascia website claims may be approved by the FDA.