PMS Prayer Book-page 7
Correspondent:: HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer
Date: Fri, 19 Nov 2004 23:15:14 -0600
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O "Bob" of Xists and of all flesh, Who hast been shot to death and yet
overthrown Nheeghee, and given life to my pipe, do Thou, the same
"Bob", give rest to the soul of Thy ailing fangirls in a place of
darkness, a place of retirement, a place of repose, where all
sickness, sighing, and sorrow have fled away. Pardon every
transgression which they have committed, pinkness by word or deed or
thought. For Thou art a slacker, "Bob' and lovest yetikind; because
there is no yeti who lives yet does not crave slack, for Thou only art
without slacklessness, Thy slackfulness is to all eternity, and Thy
word is truth.
For Thou are the salvation, the SLACK, and the Repose of Thy servants
who have trouble falling asleep, O "Bob; unto Thee we ascribe
ecstacy, together with Thy Wife, who is forever nubile, and Thine
all-holy, good, and life-creating Slack, now and ever unto XDay and
beyond. Amen.
Correspondent:: HellPope Huey
Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2004 17:41:51 GMT
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In article ,
HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
> O "Bob" of Xists and of all flesh, Who hast been shot to death and yet
> overthrown Nheeghee, and given life to my pipe, do Thou, the same
> "Bob", give rest to the soul of Thy ailing fangirls in a place of
> darkness, a place of retirement, a place of repose, where all
> sickness, sighing, and sorrow have fled away. Pardon every
> transgression which they have committed, pinkness by word or deed or
> thought. For Thou art a slacker, "Bob' and lovest yetikind; because
> there is no yeti who lives yet does not crave slack, for Thou only art
> without slacklessness, Thy slackfulness is to all eternity, and Thy
> word is truth.
> > For Thou are the salvation, the SLACK, and the Repose of Thy servants
> who have trouble falling asleep, O "Bob; unto Thee we ascribe
> ecstacy, together with Thy Wife, who is forever nubile, and Thine
> all-holy, good, and life-creating Slack, now and ever unto XDay and
> beyond. Amen.
Stop praying so much; the gods are trying to sleep.
--
HellPope Huey
If we could just get everyone to close his eyes for an hour
and imagine world peace,
think of how serene and quiet it would be
until the looting started.
"I don't need matches to burn stuff down.
All I need is these two hands
and a lack of adult supervision."
- "That 70s Show"
Setting a good example for children
takes all the fun out of middle age.
- William Feather
Correspondent:: HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer
Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2004 18:40:12 -0600
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On Sat, 20 Nov 2004 17:41:51 GMT, HellPope Huey
wrote:
>In article ,
> HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
>
>> O "Bob" of Xists and of all flesh, Who hast been shot to death and yet
>> overthrown Nheeghee, and given life to my pipe, do Thou, the same
>> "Bob", give rest to the soul of Thy ailing fangirls in a place of
>> darkness, a place of retirement, a place of repose, where all
>> sickness, sighing, and sorrow have fled away. Pardon every
>> transgression which they have committed, pinkness by word or deed or
>> thought. For Thou art a slacker, "Bob' and lovest yetikind; because
>> there is no yeti who lives yet does not crave slack, for Thou only art
>> without slacklessness, Thy slackfulness is to all eternity, and Thy
>> word is truth.
>> > For Thou are the salvation, the SLACK, and the Repose of Thy servants
>> who have trouble falling asleep, O "Bob; unto Thee we ascribe
>> ecstacy, together with Thy Wife, who is forever nubile, and Thine
>> all-holy, good, and life-creating Slack, now and ever unto XDay and
>> beyond. Amen.
>
> Stop praying so much; the gods are trying to sleep.
I am a squeaky, squeaky wheel oh, lord. Grease me or sleep no more!