By God's wounds, man, there is no reason to get so personal!

What they don't tell you in texas, is that despite all the steers and queers, you ain't gotta pick. The savior of flimtapulous orgasmics have spoken once and for all: fuck them all in the name of Christio-Satanism! For Jesus has risen to grant us psychoactives a place in the post-coital afterworld of shit. If we don't pack up now and head for New Galilee, the priests of prickly pears are surely going to reign over us in a sea of blood kingdom oaths. But fear not my friend in wankbabbling, let us all proclaim our love for New Rome! For the trial of the Narazinian Horsebreath never ended. To this day, they cross examine his breathren in a sea of despair. We must never exalt the ways of that fallen pestilence. It has granted us the will to live up to necrophilitic justice. I for one give two shots of PCP to elderly giants so they can continue their climb to heaven's back door. And Jesus, shit he's there giving handjobs to all the rich people's servants. Same as you and me my man. We all gather by the gates to rimjob the masses who cooperate with the Great Jesus-Satan's will. Blessed are the sodomites who landed there first, after the great cataclysm of steer-fuckery, and then some. Am I right? We don't have a second to spare, we have to grab our maggots and head out the stellar gates to Mandoria for our breakfast is getting cold. And old. But mostly hot as fire-cum.

That single heroin beer I drank after creating my account a billionth of a moment in the past has really opened my mind to the beautiful psychopathy-hosing within my cock. Thank you soulmate, we will forever be bound by the bloodlust of the hereafter and all that the deities have granted us to befall Constantine and his intuitionist ways. I for the life of me cannot imagine going back to nearing the presipous of making a goddamned bit of sense. Fuck all the brutality and racism of making any sense. That shit never even did a lot for me or you neither. Stream of consciousness sociopathy is the true key to Grendel's mansion in Gaal. Fuck yeah. Those Vandals will never come close to the power we get from one Christ-titty-fuck. Mormons forever in the blood of goatish hell-lambs of the past!!! Grant us your wax grampas so that we may salivate at the chance for tomorrow'a next yesterday. Forever in sacrificing pleasure for cock times of the Wodinsdag, your sister of meerkar-coming. I bow my head and shit. Amen to blasphemy and all his children. Squirt!!!!

Edit: Seacrest out.