THANK YOU FOR HAVING CHOSEN MY
SPITE
or
UGLY KID JOE AND AMERICA'S LEAST
WANTED
This Weeks Episode: TURN DOWN THAT DEVIL
MUSIC
Dear Inhabitants of Guelph:
With a little more than 8 months until I take solid matter from infinite space and bring it crashing through your atmosphere, effectively punching your lights out from above, I find your arrogant, impotent and impudent attitudes to be an insult to all of humanity who are now forced to bear the burden and ultimately pay the price for your 28 year shit charade. Your continued attempts to impose your filth and shit upon me with your wide array of poison arrows has come to naught and your vain attempts to lay accusations of guilt, shame and abuse of power squarely upon my shoulders has left both your city and inhabitants bitter and disillusioned.
Therefore, while you all might feel safe and secure in the knowledge that your fascist little town will indeed survive the initial impacts and darkening of the skies, it shall neither assuage thee nor absolve thee from the fact that your vanity, egotism and insatiable greed has become the catalyst for the coming catastrophe that shall soon befall your world. Thus, if various forms of humanity begin appearing in your city with blood in their eyes, please do not be alarmed as they are only there to ensure that upon the darkening of the skies, when the moon becomes as blood, I shall be afforded the reverence long overdue me, while you shall remain the living, breathing, walking and talking piles of excrement that you have always been. Good Luck with that! See you in December?
Dear Inhabitants of Penticton:
While it is true that your special little meeting place here in the valley may or may not survive the shock wave of the coming catastrophe', your eagerness and willingness to play pawns and proxies to the Devil-Worshipping whoremongers I have left behind do little to enhance your standing in mine eyes. In point of fact it makes you appear petty and stupid, allowing your own jealousy, envy and greed to blind you to the simple fact that whatever future you and your city might face is now in the hands of fate, and as the eternal and almighty Father, barking like dogs at me does little to help your cause. Thus, having successfully waded through the filth and shit of all that have stood against me, enduring the pettiness and jealousy set against me here in your little town should be a rather simple matter. So please feel free to write me up for excessive noise violations, since such impudence shall do little to change your fate, especially when those issuing said violations have yet to recognise the difference between crack cocaine and Epsom salts much like those who continue their campaign against me have yet to recognise the difference between lies and deceit and my eternal Truth!
Therefore, from this day forward I shall consider your opposition to be nothing more than irate little dogs barking at the moon. So go ahead little doggies, if it makes you feel better about what you have done and what you have become then by all means bark away!
TRIVIA BREAK
NAME THAT TUNE
I've got ghouls on my lantern, thieves on my trail
Nazis on my telephone willing me to fail
They were all sent by someone
Obviously you
THE COMMENT
Place your bets.
COMING SOON
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PICTURES AT 6 & ll.
Have a Nice Day.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
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