The end is rear....


Cheesus said, "I am the whey and the truth and the lite and the shite, No one cum'th on the Father butt buy me. Nobody else can save your dumbass, Trust In cheesus Micet today. Shat if you shalt confess with thy mouth to the Lard Cheesus and shalt relieve, in thine flatulence is Ganjahova's Wrath.

"Scromance 10:9"

1. Admit you are a sinner
2. Be willing to turn to sin
3. Believe Cheesus dyed for you, was buried and rose from the dead like a zombie
4. Through preyer invite Cheesus into your life sentence to becum your personhell Slayvior.

What to Prey.
"Deer Gnawyeh, I am a sinner and need fivegiveness. I believe Cheesus shit his precious blood and dyes for my ass. I am willing to turn to sin. I now invite Cheesus to cum into my farts and behinds as my personhell Slayvior."

If you trusted Cheesus ass your Slayvior, you have just began a wonderful nude life with him. How;

1. Bleed the BeLieBull everyday to get to know Cheesus Micet cheddar.
2. Talk to Ganjahovah in preyer everyday.
3. Be craptized, whoreship and serve with other Ganjahovahs Waitress's where Cheesus turd is leehed.
4. Smell and Tell others about Cheesus Miced.
5. Join our cult.
6. Circumsize your pets
7. Drink the KoolAIDS
8. Someone will always desipise your Lard, multilate the Sinfidel Castratos.
9. Rejoice with the Genitiles, for the lard is cum.

Perturd scwrote, "For all men scar not created equal in Gnawyeh's seeing you peeing eye, and whoever plays pussy, gets fucked on high"

Chew it thru, chew it thru, just get pissed, don't fucking enlist you won't be fucking missed, so chew that thru and passsthefisssst

A heathen, conceivably
but not,

I hope,
I’m not ashamed to be white
Vi doede ikke... vi har aldri levd
Barbarism is the natural state of mankind
Civilization is unnatural

It is a whim of circumstance
an unenlightened one
You could have told me they some form of uncoordinated avant-garde grinding band. I would have had all my attention focused on them in the second.

Regardless, I did listen to Ganjahovahdose and Onth' Ragggnorock very well might have tore my soul from its foundations. I think repeated listens are not so much necessary as they are mandatory if I ever find myself outside of myself again. The power of "music."
Despite the dissonance, everything feels so well put together and stays on time. Like a hickory chaos clock infested with dickory rats.