| What matters: is not the length of the wand, but the magic in the stick. |
| thats what i tell them: but they still laugh at my 2" dick |
| Hey Punchinello: What's with the fat cat trap? |
| You who claim to be: the son of god, why not thee smite down the blasphemer who talks in your name? |
| and while you are at it: pull your tool its fucking grouse |
| It is the call: of a bell |
| tired sms: later |
| ok: how about now? |
| Smite me, oh Jesus-thing!: I'm still waiting!!! |
| he is smiting your: consciousness... yet you do not know |
| Don't worry none, boy...: yer gonna git smote alright. Gonna come a lot sooner to ya than you might ponder upon. |
| ive been smiting: my cock a mighty lot lately |
| Jesus was gay: Kiss kiss |
| Where is: the frik'n news? |
| waiting for you: to write it |
| basically feel like a cunt: for not feeling the pain i caused |