From: KILLME@killme.com (Rev. Sternodox)
Date: Wed, Aug 6, 2003
I want to apologize to everyone who might have been
offended at ... wait a
minute, no I don't. I don't wanna fucking apologize,
I want to SPLIT EVERY
ONE of your fucking BUTTS in HALF, sear each half on
a zillion degrees
centigrade skillet, stuff the buttholes with 90 pounds
of TABASCO SAUCE
mixed with COBRA SNAKE VENOM (which has been jacked
off into by a tribe of
miscreant rodent worshippers from Bhutan), then take
EACH ONE of you Pig
Shit EATING fuck-shits and tie you together in pairs
with creosote-soaked,
cum-stained dishrags (that have been laying in the bottom
of a swimming
pool filled with camel piss, baby shit, wino vomit and
dead slugs for
THREE YEARS), light the rags on fire and watch you squirm
as the LEGIONS
of RAPE GORILLAS I've hired especially for the occasion
piss all over you
with their blood-soaked dicks! THEN I want to untie
whomever is left alive
(which I hope is NOBODY!!) and march them straight to
Billy Samuels' house
to partake in Billy's version of "Skin the Pink."
See, what we do is
simple, really. We just tie you up again and then SHIT
ALL OVER YOU FOR
ABOUT A MONTH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! How 'bout THEM
apples, pancake?
You fucking CUNT-RAGS don't have the fucking BALLS to
even stand up for
your own newgroup's fucking PISS 'n SHIT DECENCY do
you? You fucking
slime-beshitted, make-apples-out-of-shit and then eat
them, fucking
ASSHOLE-BELCHING and throat-pussy FARTING snarf-felchers
are ABSOLUTELY
WORTHLESS and FUCKED UP!!!!!!!!! I was attempting to
explain to the Sunday
School class just last Sunday how UTTERLY FUCKED IN
THE HEADS all you
alt.slack.assles were, but I didn't even have the fucking
words to do it!!
Jesus H. Fucking Christ on a Crankshaft, those little
kids just sat there
looking at me, waiting for me to explain how TOTALLY
INTESTINAL-PARASITE-FUCKING you all were, but I couln't
do it. I couldn't
let those beautiful children - those innocent babes
in the woods - know
just WHO and WHAT kind of REPLACE THEIR OWN DICKS WITH
SHIT AND THEN STICK
IT UP EACH OTHER'S ASSHOLES AFTER EATING AND THEN PUKING
IT (whilst
simultaneously buttfucking it in the MOUTH) instead
of going to Church of
a Sunday kind of fucking assholes you people really
ARE. Now could I? Hell
no I couldn't. But NEXT Sunday I'm telling them EVERYTHING!
I'm telling
them how much you all like to suck cowshit out of boot
while FLOCKS of
BUZZARDS pick pieces of skanky old BUFFALO PUSSIES out
of your assholes
and how you take those RANCID Fucking BOVINE CUNTS and
make sandwiches out
of them, using 50-kilo SKANK-HOOKER TURDS instead of
bread. Fuck, you
people are so fucked up IT MAKES ME FUCKING WANT TO
FUCKING PUKE. Man,
when I found out about you alt.slack.dickheadz and your
penchant for
prurient leech fucking, I 'bout barfed a throat turd.
But I knew that if
ANY ONE of you FUCKING ASSHOLES was within 150 MILES
of me that you'd be
on that vomit spray like shit on a shingle. So I held
it in as long as I
could and then let it fucking SPEW all in your GRAMMAW's
PUSSY, you
fucking LITTLE DICKED, PINKY DICKED and CAVERNOUS CUNTED
alt.slack.
fucking.dipshitz. FUCK OFF and/or DIE!!
Rev. Pope Sternodox
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From: "Dunter Powries" <fech.redcap@spedlins>
Apology accepted.
Dunty Porteous
--
It was a just and marvelous judgement of God, that this
place should be
filled with the blood of unbelievers.
-Raymond of Aguilers
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From: hellpopehuey@subgenius.com (HellPopeHuey)
He didn't mean YOU, cornhole. He meant those of us
who used to loan
him the SKILLETS until we saw what he was DOING with
them. I'll never
make flapjacks with that thing again, eeyeewwww....
goddamn that Pope
Black influence. I mean, anyone who makes those things
out of corn
meal, carob chips and opiated Ouzo....that's like buttsplitting
your
own STOMACH! No way, dood.
--
HellPope Huey, hellpopehuey@subgenius.com
A coolness rating of 40 MegaFonzies!
"For every child, rich or poor, there's a time
of running through
a dark place;
and there's no word for a child's fear and no ears
to hear it if
there was a word
and no one to understand it if they heard.
God save the little children! They abide and they
endure."
- from "Night of the Hunter,"
screenplay by James Agee.
"How's that 6-toed 0possum-baby your mother
had with redneck?'
- 'King of the Hill"
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