PRIMATES of the PALLID CHURCH
This holy and life-giving gospel -- this mighty blog -- is under assault from the lowest and most seed-sucking beast of the jungle.
THIS IS THE APE.
Be wary of this decietful clown, mes enfants! It lies and it wants to insert its sapped DNA into your life, your lovely KHANATHA the derivoir of its poison!
What is its name? IT IS JESUS CHRIST.
What is its method? THE PITY OF THE SNAKE FOR THE RAT.
Do not yield to this compassion! Let high holy HATRED be your steed.
DEATH TO THE MONKEY CHRIST.
THIS IS THE APE.
Be wary of this decietful clown, mes enfants! It lies and it wants to insert its sapped DNA into your life, your lovely KHANATHA the derivoir of its poison!
What is its name? IT IS JESUS CHRIST.
What is its method? THE PITY OF THE SNAKE FOR THE RAT.
Do not yield to this compassion! Let high holy HATRED be your steed.
DEATH TO THE MONKEY CHRIST.
posted by hashishan prophet at 9:03 AM
7 Comments:
This is so stupid,and by the way this is the ape that won the fight speaking,hehehe What you just stated was for people to make hatred their belief.Good luck on that one.You might be able to convince a few jehovah's witnesses,and maybe a couple of atheist,but other than that,this blog just hurt you,women.
oops sorry,I means hurts you.
Fall to the floor, girl, and suck Christ's fat cock!
THEN we'll see who's a SEED sucking BEAST. For thou art the DEVOURER of the holiest man MEAT. The THROBBING gets inside thy inmost deepnesses like a GERBIL or a TORTOISE. The open throat that is THINE is washed clean by the CUM of the LAMB.
Long live the CHRONKEY MIST.
Inside dwells the MANKY SPUNK.
you are so very weak, your anger tells me so,
and reptoids dont do so well under ice and snow,
the world is getting warmer and youll think that you have won,
but your victory's a dream- a delusion from the sun.
steeling through the night the mongoose she will come,
a tiny little rodent will be your great undone.
you may fear the spider or the panther in the grass,
but small and quick your end; it shall come to pass.
and no you wont be worried even tho ive warned you so,
what harm could come to mighty snakes from such a minute blow?
and when your kind do fall, cobras head in mouses jaw,
your arrogance will hurt, like it never hurt before.
for all your mighty talk, your rhetoric of war.
your hatred of the apeman and all that he stands for.
your last will be a whimper, like the crying of a gnat.
and then my girl youll end your days in the belly of a rat.
when the day comes you will bow before me and my army of gorillas and bonobos and forever clean my shoes.
Thou hast conquered, Gallilei!
these are some wacked comments.
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