Im getting tired of being treated like a slave and having my living environment disturbed by all the outrageous powerplays and world domination struggles. I PAID RENT WITH MY OWN MONEY AND THAT ISN'T GROUNDS FOR YOU TO THINK I AM MAKING DEALS BY UTILIZING MY HOME ENVIRONMENT. IT ACTUALLY SHOULD TELL YOU THE EXACT OPPOSITE. YOU DO THIS TO ME EVERYTIME I GET MY OWN LIFE....YOU INCLUDE YOURSELF INTO SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T INCLUDE YOU BY TRYING TO FORCE ME INTO AN ALTERNATE SITUATION. FOR THE LAST TEN YEARS YOU'VE DONE THIS TO ME. IM SICK OF IT. IF YOU LOVE ME THEN GREAT, LET ME HAVE MY OWN LIFE AND REBUILD MYSELF AFTER ALL THE DESTRUCTION YOU'VE CAUSED. If not, then leave me alone. I deserve to have something normal. I slaved away without even anything to go on and in the end you have the nerve to be annoyed by me? You barely care that i made it through alive and most of the time you seem to be trying to punish me further for living through everything you did to me. I LOVED EVERYONE, have some respect. I have done everything known to mankind to prove to you that i loved and cared about you including sacrificing my entire existance for a decade. I never required this of you to love you so if you dont love me then fine, let me cut my losses and make a note to self to never put myself through that again for anyone that hasn't proven they actually deserve my time. Quit messing with my home environment. I am never going to be a criminal for having a place to dwell, pawn that shit off on someone else as it doesn't work with me anymore, you want people to think your a criminal for going to your own place of residence every night.? Im so alone that I wake up petrified from constant and without end abuse both mental and physical. Im tired of being in a constant state of flux so that you can approve of me. I dont give a shit if you approve of me any more, as most of you dont even care that i am a sobbing mess on the inside. You might not see the tears but they've caused a flood on the inside and I just dont have any more room for all of your "nooo's" said in an ultra soft tone while Im out of excuses for you existance in the first place. Can anything just be about me or are you going to continue to attach yourself to everything about me...shit, I've been invisible for a decade, nothing has been about me even when it was supposed to be. I LOVED YOU....ARE YOU UNDERSTANDING THAT i'VE DONE ALL I CAN DO AND YOU STILL HAVE THE NERVE TO SAY "NO" TO ME ABOUT THE MOST MINEWT THINGS THAT ARE SO EASY FOR YOU TO DEAL WITH. LACI RENEE ISSEL 11/13/12 2:06AM

This is an email I sent recently By the way, I dont mean to pry but I have had a similar experience but in the opposite manner. This guy that I would have loved to have been with was told that I wanted to have a sex change operation when no such thing was ever remotely close to being true. These people that keep destroying every possible chance of a normal life for me have gone so far as to tell people things like, Im a nunn, I am a lesbien, I am a criminal, I am a gang member (never in the history of the earth have I ever been even affiliated with a gang), they told people that I am a literal crack addict/drug addict, they have told potential friends and mates that I go around sleeping with people all the time and that I am a hooker, they have told people that I have venerial diseases, then when all that didn't deter someone from wanting to be my friend or wanting to be with me they told people I was a pedifile......None of these things have ever been true but as a result I have not had a boyfriend in eight years. I am a totally normal woman that is attractive and haven't had someone hold me in eight years or make love to me. I've had sex twice in four years due to all of the lies and obviously am all alone. I don't even masterbate anymore due to the constant intrusion and narratives in my life as well as the pedifilia accusations. I dont even know why I haven't killed myself yet. I guess I just keep hoping that someone will talk to me about these things rather than just believe everything they are told. Sincerely, Laci Renee Issel my life is ruined ALSO, THE HELICOPTER THAT WAS JUST HERE IN THIS NEIGHBORHOOD AT ABOUT 2:45 AM WAS CIRCLING AROUND THE WRONG HOUSE, AT LEAST THAT IS MY SUSPICION. MY GUESS IS THAT YOU WERE TRYING TO FIND THE PERSON WITH THE IP ADDRESS THAT YOU WERE ROUTED TO. YOU WERE IN THE RIGHT NEIGHBORHOOD, BUT ON THE WRONG STREET. i AM ONE STREET OVER FROM WHERE YOU WERE. ALTHOUGH IT COULD BE THAT YOU CIRCLED THE STREET i AM ON (i HEARD YOU ABOVE MY ROOM) AND THEN STARTED FLYING ABOVE THE OTHER HOUSE/STREET BEFORE YOU EVENTUALLY FLEW OFF TOWARD THE SMITHS AND THE ARCO STATION. THEY SCRAMBLE THE IP ADDRESSES ALL THE TIME SO THAT YOU ALWAYS THINK SOMEONE ELSE IS ME. THAT'S GREAT IF i HAVE ANOTHER GROUP OF PEOPLE TRYING TO KILL ME, BUT NOT SO GREAT IF YOU ARE ACTUALLY TRYING TO HELP ME AND END UP HELPING THE WRONG PERSON BASED ON THE IP ADDRESS BEING SCRAMBLED TO ANOTHER LOCATION, AS THE PEOPLE THAT i HAVE BEEN PLAGUED WITH HAVE NO CONSCIENCE AND WONT HESITATE TO MAKE THEMSELVES APPEAR WORTHY OF WHATEVER IT IS YOUR OFFERING WITHOUT ACTUALLY HAVING TO PUT IN THE TIME AND ENERGY OR ACTUALLY GO THROUGH REAL LIFE STRUGGLE. mY GUESS IS THAT THERE IS ANOTHER PERSON IN THE SAME NEIGHBORHOOD THAT THEY ARE PLANNING ON PASSING OFF AS ME WHICH WOULD AS USUAL NEGATE ME FROM GETTING ANY HELP WHICH IS WHAT THEY'VE BEEN DOING TO ME ALL THESE YEARS. i'VE MADE PEOPLE RICH AND CREATED SMALL FORTUNES FOR SOME OF THESE PEOPLE SIMPLY BY YOU THINKING SOMEONE ELSE IS ME ALL THE TIME. THEY KEEP ME HIDDEN SO THAT THEY CAN KEEP CONTROL OVER ME AND THEN YOU END UP EXHAULTING COMPLETE FRUADS THINKING THEY WERE THE ONES THAT WENT THROUGH WHAT I WENT THROUGH. iM NOT TRYING TO BE EXHAULTED , IM JUST TIRED AND RUNNING OUT OF HOPE THAT THINGS WILL EVER CHANGE. YOU JUST KEEP giving in to IT , AND THERE IS NOTHING i CAN DO TO HELP YOU since no one seems to believe me. MAYBE ONE DAY IT WILL WORK OUT BEFORE i GIVE UP COMPLETELY. BY THE WAY, I AM NOT WRITING IN ALL CAPITOL LETTERS APPOLOGIZING FOR MASS CHAOS AND HARM CAUSED BY ME AS i HAVE NEVER DONE SOMETHING TO HARM SOMEONE ON PURPOSE. THE HARM AND CHAOS WAS CAUSED BY THE PEOPLE THAT SPREAD AROUND WRONG INFORMATION ABOUT ME WHILE MISINTERPRETING MY AUTISTIC MIND AND NOTEBOOKS. i WAS ONLY WRITING IN CODE TRYING TO AVOID WRONG INFO GETTING OUT SINCE I'VE HAD MY THINGS STOLEN BEFORE. Laci Renee Issel 11/13/12 3:03am

Could you get a grip.....

By the way, no one gave me money. I paid rent with my ssdi. Im tired of everyone lying saying that they are giving me money when no one is giving me money. You keep "excusing" this so called money that everyone says that I am being given by saying that it was a "gift" how would you feel if everyone was constantly making it appear as if you were being showered with "gifts" when no one ever gives you anything ever without total effort and hardship. I dont care if you think I am wrong for this, but I never get anything of value from anyone ever. Never, ever, ever, ever as I practically have to bleed to death to get what little I do have. Im sick of this shit where you say your giving me things making others believe some other form of reality other than what has been prevalent all along. No one gives me anything....ever....get it through your head. Im sorry but Uh is going to have to offer me a different method of caring for Kendall other than always lying to people telling them that Im being given money that could alter my immeadiate situation as everyone is always left wondering why Im sedentary

This is a copy of an email that corresponded between me and a potential employer last night at around 7pm after he reviewed the resume that I had sent him (resume that included CrossCheck Inc., as well as Pack Rats which was the brainchild of me and my former best friend -a yard sale consignment business that included our candlemaking but that was in no way a reference to people losing their eyes....cant believe I would even have to say that.

Laci Issel thoughtprocessesofmyown@gmail.com Nov 11 (1 day ago) to mspratter I realize that the best way to apply for this job is probably not to tell you the following information, but I have always believed in being truthful, so here goes....... I technically have no degree. Not even a BA. I do however have an incredible ability to research and find the information that may be required no matter what the situation. I am capable of many things most would believe would be beyond my reach and I credit that to my parents. They both raised me to handle whatever situation may arise in front of me. I have been not only a pioneer but I have been an asset to almost everyone I have ever known and I dont say that to be self absorbed or haughty. I just happen to know what I'm worth even if the world was told the exact opposite. They alter facts to get what they want and sometimes I wish I could function on that level but truthfully I could never function that way as it isn't my nature. I was meant to be what I am and I take great pride in telling you that I attended Empire College in Santa Rosa, CA only to abandon the course half way through. The reason.....the numbers didn't make sense. I was paying $84 for textbooks that told me exactly how far, in inches, to place my stapler from my phone on what would be a desk that I would eventually sit in working for a CEO. It was then that I decided that the numbers weren't making sense (the amount of money that I was paying for this education wasn't balancing with the quality of education I was receiving). This is the only college level education I have due to an extremely turbulent loss of both my parents (on a physical and emotional level as both moved away separately and left me to fend for myself) and having to wing it in a world that wasn't accepting of a girl that had her own goals and aspirations. This is as much detail that I can give you. You are welcome to read my profile on LinkedIn (Laci Renee Issel). On that site, I go into detail about another form of education that I deserve a Masters in and it shows some of my personality. The point is....I can do the job. I am hoping that you see it that way also. Sincerely and Greatfully yours, Laci Renee Issel Michael Pratter mspratter@ Nov 11 (1 day ago) to me You certainly write well. Thus, I won't hold degree against you. Let's start somewhere else. You have a strong personality yet respectful. Send me the linked in profile. Also I want to ask you up front I assume no mental disability or criminal history. If these exist they are game changers. As well I'm going to need some references I can check. Do you have any problem with a trial period and part time work? Via Mobile Michael S.Pratter Global Capital Financial Advisors Inc. 1771 East Flamingo Road

Tidbits of Info from the true and accuate source

I guess my exhaustion has led the FBI to believe that I somehow don't care about them as they plan on riding off into the sunset with a girl that isn't me. I've been through hell over the last decade and you'd think that they would understand that I have done all I can do for everyone involved but I think the main point is this.....NO ONE EVER HAD ANY INTENTION OF HELPING ME, FBI OR OTHERWISE, I WAS JUST BEING USED TO GIVE YOU YET ANOTHER PERSON TO BOW TO. HERE IS A COPY OF AN EMAIL i SENT TO MY OLD CO-WORKER LAST NIGHT AS AM UTTERLY WORN OUT FROM BEING SABOTAGED I would love to be around you or Vince, or Shaun Siler, or my ex Jacob, or Bryce or SOMEONE that I consider remotely normal. I have been MISERABLE for the sake of mankind (which by the way is totally overrated) for so long around all these martyr people that I feel like I want to just combust. Also I have this girl in my life that is literally stealing my life from right out from underneath me. I'd be surprised if you haven't hung out with her recently as it seems everyone else has. And here's the clincher.....Im such a computer addict that I guess they are saying that whoever uses the computer is the bad guy. (Completely preposterous to ask of me when I have had no outlet of anykind while dealing with her fucking aquisition of my every breath. I don't drink, smoke, have sex, have a vehicle to drive away in (I had to leave it in southern California after the water pump and radiator developed a gargantuan leak totalling $575 for a vehicle worth $800), i don't have a way to deal with the constant bombardment of crazy, overzealous (not referring to Tom Cruise) people that are trying to get even with me for the fraud she has committed in MY LIFE. I have strangers trying to punish me for being myself based on the fact that she has taken over my entire existance, made herself a star and hangs out with all my old friends. They've even paid people from my high school to say that they went to school with her and she's much younger than me so how come this situation isn't obvious. Anyway, how are you? I miss normal goal oriented people that aren't trying to put me on trial for everything (they are over analyzing even my photos Ryan, pictures I've taken over the span of my life and to be honest most of them are just me posing but they have taken it to a whole new level. They even misinterpreted pics of my son that died. The didn't even know that the pics were him looking at the actual camera and channeling his actions toward the person taking the photo. some of these people are so dumb that do this "judging" thing. I want to cringe just thinking about it. They want the income i've amassed over the last decade. Millions of dollars they are fighting over that had nothing to do with any of them but they think they have the right to gaffel from me. Even the president is in on the conspiracy, I've been screwed over by everyone on earth when all I wanted was to have a family and build our own mini-empire (me and my nonexistant man that no one will let me have, and me and my nonexistant child that no one will let me have, me and my non existant friends that no one will let me have) And because of these greedy aweful people I have lost all ability to believe that anyone is genuine toward me at all. I don't believe anyone anymore, and that is the lonliest place on earth. People have found out they can just use me to get what they dont want to have to work toward or for themselves. Then their friends use me, then their friends relatives use me and pretty soon the whole fucking planet uses me to get ahead and when they get what they want they just fucking dump me right where they sqeezed the last drop of drive I had left to use for myself. Hope all is well with you. Love Laci I'm not implying you have to love me (we all know that is waaaaay to much to ask of anyone) Have a great day and Ryan Hanlon 7:10 AM (12 hours ago) to me Hi Laci, I read your email and, wow, it sounds like you sure have been thru a lot of really tough stuff. I'm truly sorry that you're in so much pain, it just oozes out of your writings. I don't dispense advice to others because its none of my business how they run their life, but I feel compelled to share a couple thoughts that came to mind. I guess, for me, if I was in a really tough place, I would be looking out to healthy resources in my local community which could provide compassion, support and community. That could be friends who are healthy, not toxic, it could be something like a support group or a community focused church. The other thing I'll say is this. If YOU created things of value that others are stealing, and you can't win that battle, start over. People can't take your innate ability to create, only your product that you've created. At 34, I've had some measure of success, but I've had to start over either portions or all of my life several times. I hope you can find some good local resources, because life is too hard to go thru it alone. All the best, Ryan Sent from my iPhone, please forgive any typos! thank your stars that your not me! BY THE WAY.......THE VERY GROUP OF PEOPLE IS EXTREMELY HARSH, RUDE, AND BEYOND UNKIND TO ME MAKING THINGS UP AS THEY GO ALONG WHILE THEY KNOW DAMN WELL THAT I HAVE BEEN TRUTHFUL. THEY ARE USING ME AS A SCAPEGOAT FOR SOMEONE'S MURDER AND OBVIOUSLY NEED PEOPLE TO BELEIVE SUCH THINGS AS THEY THEMSELVES HAVE SPENT A GREATER PORTION OF EVERYONE'S TIME THROWING IN FRONT OF YOU A COMPLETE FRAUD. ALSO THERE WERE PLANS TO IMPREGNATE ME AND THEN MAKE YOU THINK ONCE AGAIN THAT I WAS SOME SORT OF SURROGATE FOR SOME OTHER COUPLE'S BABY. MEANING THEY INTENDED ON TAKING AWAY MY FLESH AND BLOOD CHILD THE WAY THE TRIED TO WITH MY SON SILUS HENCE THE FALSE ALLEGATIONS OF ABUSE AND WHAT THEY SAID WAS AN ATTEMPT TO REMOVE TUBING FROM HIS MOUTH. BACK THEN I DIDN'T KNOW THAT THEY HAD BEEN LYING TO PEOPLE TELLING THEM I WAS ONLY A SURROGATE TO MY SON.

Something from my womanly heart and directed to all those that continue to discount me ....it's difficult to read as even though I paragraphed everything in a decent manner the site posted it all together but read through it and its how I feel. There is a better more readable version posted on both www.quallychalet.tumblr.com (I didn't post the pictures of strangers on the right side of that blog under the thumbnail icon as in the lady who's backside is showing) as well as www.serenabeanfeld.blogspot.com (my newer site)

I can't believe I have had access to this account all along but that I didn't remember that this email was attached to it. Anyway I am being blackmailed by an evil person that wants my life and her supporters are wanting me to go to jail for the fraud she's committed in my life. They are as usual threatening my livlihood (income) if she doesn't get her way. The truth is that I am at the point where I totally don't care anymore but am aching for someone to just remove me from all the harm and love me. I don't know what its like to be loved. I've felt the cold from the concrete for so long now. Like metal or steel that has been flash frozen and the unbearable way the frost penetrates the seat of my pants while sitting on it. Sitting from sheer exhaustion. To exhausted mentally to find a reason to stand as there isn't one. Either that or that is the illusion they have created for me. I am forced to get up though as the freeze becomes intolerable for my backside. And as usual ponder what it would be like to have the warmth of a home-cooked meal and the irreplaceable smell of a small cottage designed for two. Emerging through the snow through the doorway of the most sacred place on earth. From the snow I emerge and pass through the doorway to the most sacred place on earth. The place where the most handsome man on earth is building a fire in the fireplace and the smell of the smoke against the cold air when it first starts like in the olden days. A smell I haven't smelled since early childhood and that I didn't know I missed until today. Gazing at him my mouth parts itself without warning to me and I'll be exposed if he sees me. It's this place that I crave. I'm right where I want to be, my soul making it's way out into the open. The soul of a woman that has been denied every pleasure known to mankind. He's got the most enamouring grin. Fully equipped with a dimple, inviting me closer as I am still stuck on stupid at the door. Internally I want him so bad I can hardly cognate. I'm just dumbfounded while the light from his smile and the fireplace behind him illuminate in my direction. He's strong and I wonder what it would be like if he picked me up and carried me away physically as he has already carried me away mentally. I just want him to touch me....wait, that's a lie....I want to be loved and this is how I imagine the man that falls totally in love with me. I'm so tired of being touched by people that don't have an ounce of concern for me. The confines of our cottage cozy with temperatures rising from the heat source...him. The smell of smoke, florals, aromas of comfort food and the nip of cold air that i can feel at the tip of my nose. I haven't been held in what feels like a millenium and to my knowledge i haven't been made love to ever as I have always been regarded as property and money to the men I have adored and loved the most. There might have been a couple times as it is difficult to not love me and or fall for me. He stands in front of me and beg of him mentally to not say anything at all and just hold me, kiss me on my head and to not let go as I am so weary and completely devoid of any other purpose on this earth other than to feel love....all other purposes have been fulfilled both on my end and missions for the world. Mental, physical, emotional, sexual love between two people that you couldn't pry apart with the jaws of life kind of love. Just for awhile to know what it feels like to be submersed in each other with no boundaries as there is total trust. He would never hurt me, and I would never use or play him. This kind of love has been absent almost my entire life. I've had few exposures...John being the closest but still so far away from a total trusted bond. Seems like it wont ever happen, like the closest I can get is to kill myself and hope to start over in another rehlm or in another life and either way its more waiting.....waiting for something that seems as if it will never happen....waiting while I grow old and unattractive....waiting while my old friends are raising families, having sex and going to get togethers with each other.....waiting as my youth passes me by and I live in one of the most inhumane rehlms known to mankind...The rehlm where threats and strong arming is prevalent the majority of the time and a rehlm that is total opposite of anything that is of my soul. Can't you just make love to me, I've grown tired of people hurting me. They never stop hurting or threatening me. My friends all have been made love to without you ever expecting them to be starved of affection, gratitude and tenderness. I have done all of this, gone through all of this and yet you still love those that wouldn't have ever braved the prison I've been forced to roam within. You always love them and although I understand the physical attractiveness thing, I'll never understand you falling in love with women that don't know the meaning of the word as they would never subject themselves, for you, to the kinds of horrors I've endured. Why is it you rely on me so heavily yet offer nothing to keep me going? I go months at a time with no sexual function at all, not even permitted without intrusion or humiliation the option of brushing lightly over my own feminity. I am humiliated with people offering me sex toys rather than the option of a real man. Sex toys? Why, I am a halfway attractive woman with the ability to find someone that would be with me sexually but just as you do, these other people use me as property to ensure their own safety as they keep having children that they threaten me with celibacy for. This....all this... for years at a time while I am literally the reason you have what you have and I cant get you to release me from this pathetic excuse of an existance now that you have amassed power and fortunes thanks to my brain and my will power. So many of you have found the value in me and the secret has been let out....just as the secret of the Fountain of Youth was only meant for a chosen few as otherwise the fountain would obviously be in danger of drying up, such as what has happened with me. Too many people have been permitted to abuse the priviledge and now its a free for all with no one taking care of the one reason they have what they have had.......ME (Laci Renee Issel) and no, I am not referring to the blonde that you have passed off to the world as me but I am referring to myself, brunette with the inverted nipples,the diagonal scar that runs through my eyebrow and the orange around my pupil Laci Renee Issel. (By the way even if you were to undergo surgery to place a scar on this other "version" of me (the other brunette that looks like Sandra Bullock and my mother) There is no way you can give her so many of the other markings that are prevalent on my body (fungied tonails, inverted nipples, hair that is worn and whethered and thinning from stress, and stretchmarks on upper arms, torso and inside thigh or the beginnings of hairlike capillaries that are rising to the surface on my legs as i am unsure of whether or not these are varicose veins.) Why would you have the fruad have a surgery to create a scar rather than just acknowledge the real life version of events? I am sickened by how far you'll go to make a below average woman appear deserving of the life that I created for myself and you. I am sickened at your lack of overall decency as not once has there been something in it for me as you shower this other person with the fruits of my labor....and I know that she isn't some sort of actual real life Joan of Arc as some of us women have had to be, as how hard is it to have everything handed to you while a false reality is created that makes you look as if you are some sort of amazing, incredible person that you aren't, and obviously could never be but your pretty and that's good enough to sway an entire world population into believing in a total lie? (nothing against pretty people but the intelligent persons out there I'm sure will understand what I am speaking of.) I'm not even alotted the luxery of anything being my own. Everything about me is constantly assigned to someone else. Every object in my possesion fought over the moment I spend my income on it as if it were ever up for "auction" to begin with. Every word I utter is granted to another as if it came out of their mouths when they couldn't possibly even think like me. Every step I take credited to a person incapable of saving their own lives let alone the lives of anyone else as they are too busy trying to find others to do their own work (I am not referring to a necessary delegation of duties such as within a Corporation, Military or Monarchy). Some person out there that has never paid their dues in their own lives let alone the kind of dues paid to function within the relhms they wish to be a part of , taking credit for everything about me. And now this person that everyone thinks is the one that went through my hardships just granted permission to skip that entire process of paying dues and assume my life's story instead, which has one adverse affect other than the world accepting a fictional character over the real thing......they expect that I should have to go through it again. I barely lived through the last ten years as I was shaking hands with death on so many occasions and not through fault of my own but as a result of being left out there to fend for myself and fend off aweful people that got paid to hurt me. I'm exhausted. This isn't a question of whether or not I would sacrifice or put myself in harms way as I have lived through a trecherous time period of a decade. This is about the fact that I wont live through another time period of the same. Laci Renee Issel The real one the brunette with inverted nipples, fungied toenails, varicose veins or bursted capillaries, orange around my pupil, and still Im not good enough for anyone after accomplishing all these things. I found out somethings that have not only hurt me (the president actually both presidencies) but that I haven't gotten around to getting over yet...it's only been a week.

My son and Me (Laci Renee Issel) The one with the clefted chin, inverted nipples, fungied toenails, orange around my pupils, and stretch marks over a large portion of my body from weight gain and drastic weight loss throughout the years. Does this describe the girl they've been saying was me all along throughout the years, this description? The pictures of me were taken within the last month with the exception of the aqua hoodie which was taken in August of 2012. These are all recent pictures. They lied to you.

This is a picture of my son after heart surgery in 2009. Yes, this picture is on Facebook on my account under my processesofelimination@gmail.com email address as it is my account all images are mine and this is my son. Some of my son's original pictures were stolen from me and or not returned to me when I had to leave some of my stuff behind. His name was Silus and he was my biological son I was not a surrogate, and he meant the world to me. 11/12/12 6:19 pm Laci Renee Issel the one that looks like the picture of the girl on this post

Notice that I have orange around my pupils and also that I have a scar that runs diagonally through my Left Eyebrow. Here's another picture of me that looks an aweful lot like his picture, notice the cleft chin on my photos. I dont know if his clefted chin is noticable on this particular photo.

And finally, the picture of me posted on LinkedIn that also shows the diagonal scar through my left eyebrow.

I DIDN'T!!!!!! TO THOSE OF YOU WONDERING IF I PULLED A TUBE FROM MY SONS THROUGHT KINDLY REFER TO OCTOBER 4TH, 2009 POST ENTITLED "FAX SENT TO KGO"