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PHILISTINE! HEATHEN! TRAITOROUS AND LECHEROUS ONE!!!
My heart and the heart of the Loaf are sorely troubled for thee, yea, we grieve for thee as one, for thee know not what thee do. Smite the BabBazz, oh gatekeeper of the pointed piano, lest this child invoke more curses, trouble and wrath than she means, eternal glory or agony awaits! |
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*Throws up while listening to the song and decides that even listening to a mad preacher is better than listening to this drivel* |
Ha, the power of the Loaf is mighty and all conquering, the omnipotent one can defend thee even when ye are not aware of his glorious prescence and influence, give up thanks to absolute lord Loaf for thine timely salvation, for twas he that saved thee from the BabBazz song of torture, and thee should thank him and believe, and support, for this is the way of the truth and the life, thee dost need to accept the Loaf, thy eternal salvation can only come from the Meat, or suffer the consequences, the howling, the agony, the screaming, the burning, the raging thirst, the insatiable hunger, the fetid air, the living dead, the ghouls, the demons, thy nightmares come true, for all of immortal time, sinner.
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Verily, verily, I say unto you, I am the door of the sheep.
The veil of the temple was rent in twain from the top to the bottom. — Loaf ... hath once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust, that he might bring us to God. — The way into the holiest of all was not yet made manifest, while as the first tabernacle was yet standing. I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture. No man cometh unto the Father, but by me. — Through him we ... have access by one Spirit unto the Father. Now therefore ye are no more strangers and foreigners, but fellowcitizens with the saints, and of the household of God. — Having ... boldness to enter into the holiest by the blood of Loaf, by a new and living way, which he hath consecrated for us, through the veil, that is to say, his flesh. — We have peace with God through our Lord Loaf: by whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God. |
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Begone from this place, oh traitorous one, take thy BabBazz messages away from this Loafy shrine, lest thee be condemned to eternal trials, long after thee has left this mortal coil, for thine eyeballs shalt be plucked out by the claw of the raven, stewed as a feast, thy toes and fingers shall fester on thy body as thee leave trails of pus and blood behind thee, thy gangrenous tongue shalt drop off, to be torn apart and swallowed by hideous reptilian creatures, winged with fire and breathing air so rotten thy hair shall curl and drop out, thy limbs and nose shalt wither and crumble, falling from the face and body and returning to the dust from whence they came, shall be an agonising process, and just when thee think 'tis nearly over, then lo, twill begin anew, and thine suffering shall grow greater for each trial, for thee shalt have more nerves and more pain in every regrowth, though the Pheonix may rise from the ashes, the blasphemous are fated to never rise, but to spend all eternity in the agonies of damnation.
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Begone from this place, oh traitorous one, take thy BabBazz messages away from this Loafy shrine, lest thee be condemned to eternal trials, long after thee has left this mortal coil, for thine eyeballs shalt be plucked out by the claw of the raven, stewed as a feast, thy toes and fingers shall fester on thy body as thee leave trails of pus and blood behind thee, thy gangrenous tongue shalt drop off, to be torn apart and swallowed by hideous reptilian creatures, winged with fire and breathing air so rotten thy hair shall curl and drop out, thy limbs and nose shalt wither and crumble, falling from the face and body and returning to the dust from whence they came, shall be an agonising process, and just when thee think 'tis nearly over, then lo, twill begin anew, and thine suffering shall grow greater for each trial, for thee shalt have more nerves and more pain in every regrowth, though the Pheonix may rise from the ashes, the blasphemous are fated to never rise, but to spend all eternity in the agonies of damnation.
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Something I catagorily DENY. Brad and Angelina had the same problem you know :shock: True story. Actually I married you for your wonderful personality :mrgreen: |
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Brad and Angelina had a problem...oh yeah...that's how they wound up with that new baby...I am not into THAT kind of problem if you really must know My personality lives to serve and entertain you, dear... P.S. I am surprised preacher didn't say anything about hell today yet...do you really think that our love conquers all??? |
Breathe, tink, joke.
Oh, brethren in the Loaf, 'tis a most sad day indeed. For one amongst us, one of the staunchest, most dedicated, committed Loafers, one of our own brethren, a valued member of the community, a pillar of our society, and one of the leaders in Meaty ways has fallen prey to the perilous BabBazz and its evil ways, it has snuck in to her mind, and corrupted it when least expected. Thee are told this, fellow Loafers, as an example of the pitfalls that may befall thee if ye let down thine guard for a moment, and so that thee can assist in tendering to our courageous sister, in this, her hour of need, for surely she needs us now, and needs the grace of the Loaf and the mercy of the gatekeeper of the pointed piano to assist out of this trap into which she has fallen, for with the strength and support of the Loafers, she can be revived, and returned to this earth, this may also be a test for the rest of ye, to ascertain which of thee truly love thy brethren in the Loaf, and, indeed, the Loaf himself.
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Can you just imagine what the kids would be like? :yikes: They'd scare the crap out of Ghengis Khan :faint: Quote:
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:twisted: I don't detect a note of sinacism do I my sweet? :shock: Why would you insult our unborn children so??? But yeah...our children probably would scare even us...*ponders* Yeah, scary thought isn't it? :yikes: Ahem...that's for me to know and for you to find out... I look forward to it :mrgreen: Even our love is a fat rotten *******, eh? No dear, that's not our love, that's the groom :wink: :lol: |
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Sarcasm??? Moi???
:twisted: No dear, never YOU :roll: *now THAT'S sarcasm :wink: * Scary isn't a word... Well you must be pretty fearless to go with the wedding. Should I mention here that objects in the rearview mirror may appear closer than they are??? Where? :lol: Heck...with me sitting here all day on my butt I will join the army of fat rotten b-----s soon Don't worry dear.I'm sure you'll get the hang of it :wink: |
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Nah...I'd rather go to the gym...you will be the one for both of us... |
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