DEAR LORD
I know that you are all-knowing and all-powerful, and I would never question your almighty judgement. But I struggle to find the reason that thou hast sent the plague of fire upon Oklahoma this weekend. For a moment, I thought it might be your own version of a celestial Christmas light show to mark the birthday of your holy son. But why didst you have to pick Oklahoma, Lord? It's a red state, oh sir of sirs. In what way did the suburban community outside Oklahoma City incur your almighty wrath, to be scorched thusly?
Or hath thou simply struck at random, the way thou hast on 9/11, where you smited the whole world's economy with 9/11 because, as Pat Robertson hath preachedeth, you wanted revenge 'gainst the gay and abortion rights activists? But then again, thou didst pick a more specific target when thou whirled up Katrina to afflict Ellen Degeneres' hometown of New Orleans after Hollywood liberals picked her to host the Emmys, according to Pat Robertson. On Pat's site, the right reverend implied that perhaps that the butch bull-dyke anti-christ Ellen might be acceptable as an emcee for the Tonys, since we all know that Broadway is full of those sickening NY fags. Christ, Lord, thou hast already sent the pox of AIDS upon them, but that crafty Satan keeps brewing up cures for the disease. Thankfully, you were able to mutate the devil's victory so that the AIDS medicines cost a lot and don't really work well. And then you cursed them with the musical WICKED. In their wanton ignorance, they lap up it's bedevilment and demonstrate the blackness of their poisoned hearts. Were the fires you sent a hidden message about a possible revival of OKLAHOMA the musical?
Still, Lordeth, I wrestled with the reasoning behind location of your latest thunderbolt from the heavens. I even googled Olkahoma, and the shocking truth unveiled itself to me, right upon the official site of the state itself, www.OK.gov. At first glance, everything seemed in order in this quiet, old-fashioned state. But Beelzebub strikes where you least expect him, doesn't he, Lord? That's why we must never let our guard down against such demonic sorcery as that featured in the HARRY POTTER series, which masquerades as imaginative children's books and films.
The "Events and Festival" caught my eye--with a jolt. A puff of hell's own smoke seemed to trail from betwixt the letters on my keyboard. Trembling, I discovered the culprit of God's vengeance: not one, but two popular Renaissance Faires in the state! Like the godless gypsies and carnie freaks of olde, the Faires circle near the edge of towne, attracting outcastes of all varieties. Especially the homosexuals, who use the Faires as a way to flaunt, outside the city centres of civilization, their lewd behaviour and flair for costuming. And with their gaudy glad rags and magick trickes, attempt to lead astray the innocents!
HERE 'TIS! PREPARE! THIS MIGHT SHOCKETH YOU!
BEHOLD THE SKIN-TIGHT TROUSERS OF THIS DEVIL-FAG, WITH A WOMAN'S PEASANT BLOUSE AND PANTS TUCKED INTO HIS BOOTS, HIS BEARD NO DOUBT HIDING A HOST OF SCABS AND LESIONS.
HERE, A GROUP OF LESBIANS DANCE WITH WANTON ABANDON. AND THEY'RE EVEN OPEN ON THE LORD'S DAY!
NO REAL WOMAN COULD PUSH A CART THIS SIZE! THIS MUST BE ONE OF THOSE DIABOLICAL TRANSSEXUALS, WHO DEFY YOU BY INSISTING THAT THEY WERE BORN THE WRONG SEX! YES, YOU SEE THE WIGS HANGING FROM HER CART? TO COAX THE CHILDREN INTO HER TRANSORMATION OF SIN!
THE ACCURSED FREAK THEN POSITIONS HERSELF IN THE FIELDS, LEGS UP TO ACCOMODATE ANY TAKERS WHOSE JUDGEMENT'S BEEN LOOSENED BY PINTS OF ALE!
A STERN-FACED BUTCH TEMPTS A VIRGIN CHILD WITH HER DEVIL'S BREW!
NO CHILD'S TOO YOUNG TO ESCAPE THEIR DEBAUCHERY!
TWO MALICIOUS BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN EXTRA'S MOCK THE VAGINA OF A WILLING, YOUNG WHORE OF SATAN!
A MODERN-DAY LESBI-WITCH OFFERS A FORBIDDEN TASTE OF BESTIALITY WITH GLEEFUL COUNTENANCE!
REALITY AND RECTITUDE BLUR AS A MULTITUDE OF PSYCHEDELIC DRUGS TAKE THEIR EVIL EFFECTS.
THIS FAG'S LOUD OUTFIT CAN'T DEAFEN THE BAYING OF SODOM'S OWN HELL-HOUNDS FROM BETWEEN HIS INFECTED LEGS. FROM HIS PROUD POSE, HE'S PROBABLY AN F.I.T REJECT.
THIS HELLION DISPLAYS WHAT APPEARS TO BE A MEDIEVAL VERSION OF THE ACCURSED RAINBOW FLAG, LICKING THE AIR LIKE THE FURIOUS FLAMES OF HADES.
A SINFUL SADIST BRANDISHES HIS WHIP, UH, SADISTICALLY.
FORGIVE THEM, O LORD, FOR THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY DO.
And now I'm off to google West Virginia to uncover the dark-sided secrets which have made our veangeful Lord trap those poor minors.
Or hath thou simply struck at random, the way thou hast on 9/11, where you smited the whole world's economy with 9/11 because, as Pat Robertson hath preachedeth, you wanted revenge 'gainst the gay and abortion rights activists? But then again, thou didst pick a more specific target when thou whirled up Katrina to afflict Ellen Degeneres' hometown of New Orleans after Hollywood liberals picked her to host the Emmys, according to Pat Robertson. On Pat's site, the right reverend implied that perhaps that the butch bull-dyke anti-christ Ellen might be acceptable as an emcee for the Tonys, since we all know that Broadway is full of those sickening NY fags. Christ, Lord, thou hast already sent the pox of AIDS upon them, but that crafty Satan keeps brewing up cures for the disease. Thankfully, you were able to mutate the devil's victory so that the AIDS medicines cost a lot and don't really work well. And then you cursed them with the musical WICKED. In their wanton ignorance, they lap up it's bedevilment and demonstrate the blackness of their poisoned hearts. Were the fires you sent a hidden message about a possible revival of OKLAHOMA the musical?
Still, Lordeth, I wrestled with the reasoning behind location of your latest thunderbolt from the heavens. I even googled Olkahoma, and the shocking truth unveiled itself to me, right upon the official site of the state itself, www.OK.gov. At first glance, everything seemed in order in this quiet, old-fashioned state. But Beelzebub strikes where you least expect him, doesn't he, Lord? That's why we must never let our guard down against such demonic sorcery as that featured in the HARRY POTTER series, which masquerades as imaginative children's books and films.
The "Events and Festival" caught my eye--with a jolt. A puff of hell's own smoke seemed to trail from betwixt the letters on my keyboard. Trembling, I discovered the culprit of God's vengeance: not one, but two popular Renaissance Faires in the state! Like the godless gypsies and carnie freaks of olde, the Faires circle near the edge of towne, attracting outcastes of all varieties. Especially the homosexuals, who use the Faires as a way to flaunt, outside the city centres of civilization, their lewd behaviour and flair for costuming. And with their gaudy glad rags and magick trickes, attempt to lead astray the innocents!
HERE 'TIS! PREPARE! THIS MIGHT SHOCKETH YOU!
BEHOLD THE SKIN-TIGHT TROUSERS OF THIS DEVIL-FAG, WITH A WOMAN'S PEASANT BLOUSE AND PANTS TUCKED INTO HIS BOOTS, HIS BEARD NO DOUBT HIDING A HOST OF SCABS AND LESIONS.
HERE, A GROUP OF LESBIANS DANCE WITH WANTON ABANDON. AND THEY'RE EVEN OPEN ON THE LORD'S DAY!
NO REAL WOMAN COULD PUSH A CART THIS SIZE! THIS MUST BE ONE OF THOSE DIABOLICAL TRANSSEXUALS, WHO DEFY YOU BY INSISTING THAT THEY WERE BORN THE WRONG SEX! YES, YOU SEE THE WIGS HANGING FROM HER CART? TO COAX THE CHILDREN INTO HER TRANSORMATION OF SIN!
THE ACCURSED FREAK THEN POSITIONS HERSELF IN THE FIELDS, LEGS UP TO ACCOMODATE ANY TAKERS WHOSE JUDGEMENT'S BEEN LOOSENED BY PINTS OF ALE!
A STERN-FACED BUTCH TEMPTS A VIRGIN CHILD WITH HER DEVIL'S BREW!
NO CHILD'S TOO YOUNG TO ESCAPE THEIR DEBAUCHERY!
TWO MALICIOUS BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN EXTRA'S MOCK THE VAGINA OF A WILLING, YOUNG WHORE OF SATAN!
A MODERN-DAY LESBI-WITCH OFFERS A FORBIDDEN TASTE OF BESTIALITY WITH GLEEFUL COUNTENANCE!
REALITY AND RECTITUDE BLUR AS A MULTITUDE OF PSYCHEDELIC DRUGS TAKE THEIR EVIL EFFECTS.
THIS FAG'S LOUD OUTFIT CAN'T DEAFEN THE BAYING OF SODOM'S OWN HELL-HOUNDS FROM BETWEEN HIS INFECTED LEGS. FROM HIS PROUD POSE, HE'S PROBABLY AN F.I.T REJECT.
THIS HELLION DISPLAYS WHAT APPEARS TO BE A MEDIEVAL VERSION OF THE ACCURSED RAINBOW FLAG, LICKING THE AIR LIKE THE FURIOUS FLAMES OF HADES.
A SINFUL SADIST BRANDISHES HIS WHIP, UH, SADISTICALLY.
FORGIVE THEM, O LORD, FOR THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY DO.
And now I'm off to google West Virginia to uncover the dark-sided secrets which have made our veangeful Lord trap those poor minors.
posted by Lady Bunny at Monday, January 02, 2006
2 Comments:
I'm renting Coal Miners daughter to see if Sissy Spacek can reveal any hidden secrets.
Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live
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