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oh, sweet three-eyed jeezuz. when you are done giving Glice AIDS, would you please see it in yr ever lovin' heart of hearts to rain some holyfire down upon the drug-addled head of CWDIV?
he's sinned jeezuz. sinned AGAINST you, dear lard. he's fornicated with devils and shat out obscenities in yr name.
dear sweet jeezuz, flying over my house like a supernova 'splosion just waitin' to burst open, hear the prayer of yr faithful servant and smite the demons from his head so that he may be slain in yr spirit.
I have prepared the sacrifice of small bunnies and ducklings like you've asked. they have been BURNED upon yr smouldering alter of love (dear jeezuz) so that you might carry forth yr HOLY FUCKIN' WRATH upon this slanderous being.
my knees are bloodied stumps, from making myself prostrate before thee (not prostate, so don't be thinkin' of no funny business, jeezuz).
omen.
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