A Letter To New York After Sandy

Dear Mayor Bloomberg,

 I would like to be the first in Texas to write you and extend our deepest sympathies over the tragic hurricane attack your shitty has fallen victim too. Rivalry aside, this is a terrible time for you all.

 We down in the gulf region know all too well the terrible devastation a hurricane attack can cause. Cheer up though you are a resourceful bunch, resilient in your strength and tenacious in the face of adversity and strong in your convictions. We here in Texas applaud you all and are certain that if you all stick together you can get the "Big Apple" on its feet in now time.

 I do want to say though, please do not come down here. We in Texas are still reeling from the welfare influx from Katrina the support we are still giving New Orleans is crippling and time consuming. We do not need or want your criminals mixing with the criminals from New Orleans. We do not need to be handing out any more welfare to any from your part of the United States, seriously the burden on our already hobbled budget is too taxed as it is and there are many other states that have the resources and the cash to accept your troubled citizenship. And quite frankly you all talk kinda funny.

 You all should stay up there focus on rebuilding "the city that never sleeps". Yeah that's the ticket, if you all work 24 7 like you all claim you could probably rebuild in the half the time it take New Orleans to recover (recovering).

 So um yeah that's all I really wanted to say. "Stay up there. DO NOT come down here!" and see if that fancy pants guy in the big house can send you all some help.

 Some advice though, don’t let those FEMA guys try to help they are more trouble than they are worth.

Sincerely

Rev. John Sleestaxx

 A Texas citizen.

Extreme road crossing

Extreme road crossing

“Why should I let you hang with us?” asked Joe taking a drag on his cigarette.
Steven swallowed hard, “I can run fast and jump high and I know where the sweet grass is”. This did not make Steven special because all jackrabbits can do and know these things.
“Big deal Stevie.” Joe said and flicked the burning butt into Steven’s fury chest.
“Tell you what,” Joe said, “cross that highway when a car is coming and if that car gets close to you, I will let you into out gang.”
That is how extreme road crossing became a sport.

Hour glass sand - Half Drabble

Hour glass sand

The last grain of her sand dropped into the bottom bell and she drew in her last breath and expired.
At her side was her lover. At her end, he wailed and cried. He angrily shook his fists at god. And he yelled never again do you hear me? NEVER!







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Barking spiders - A Drabble

Barking spiders

The little gnome opened the door. He had two bowls in his hand. One with last nights stew and another with water.

He was greeted by a hoard of little creatures. All of them jumping up and down clambering for his attention, or was it the food?

Aww he knew this venture was a gold mine. Why the humans all kept talking about these little creatures.

Why not breed them and sell them. He asked his gnome wife.

Who is going to want barking spiders? Was her only reply.

She did not stay the smell was too much for her.


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The demise of Nathan - A Drabble

The demise of Nathan

Nathan knew the light was up to something. He could tell by the way it turned red.

There it was, red, and staring at him mockingly. "Ha, there you are in your car with the windows rolled down, and no AC, breathing the carcinogenic exhaust of the other foul humans."

Nathan lost control and jammed his horn, and the switch got stuck.

The felonious tow truck drive in front of him did not like the fact that his wife was a whore AND that Nathan's horn blaring behind him.

The tow truck driver grabbed his .38 to fix one problem.







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On gossamer wings - A Drabble

On gossamer wings

On angels' wings the beast from light years away arrived just as the great minds of the world said it would.

The fire and light from the heavens would have been a spectacular sight had it not been heralding the imminent destruction of mankind. Yes just the destruction of man, for the earth shall endure.

Everyone stopped and watched, either live or simulcast on the inventions of man, the wings that brought the end.

The religious prayed and asked for forgiveness. The evil began to pray too, but the rock just kept coming.

The humans wept and it was over.






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Red Light - A Drabble

The traffic light went on strike

The traffic light blinked red then green then yellow every 6 min.

The light knew how important it was. Without the light total chaos would ensue. The light knew it kept the tide of insanity at bay.

The light wanted more freedom and to be MORE in control. So the light went on strike when it turned red.

Instantly negotiations started.

Everyone knew it could go to blinking red until an agreement was reached.

Concessions started and in 3 min. the light was given .912358 seconds leeway in its cycle.

Celebrating victory the light stayed red for .912308 seconds longer.







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Pamela Anderson - A Drabble

Pamela Anderson rolled out of bed.

Pamela Anderson rolled out of bed. Her red camisole with the lacy bust desired-lingerie.com reference 4855/4855X slid down over her hips.

She padded barefoot into the bathroom.

She dragged the brush though her hair and then cleaned the brush of some the loose hair. She dropped the angelic golden hair on the counter and called it fans.

She grabbed her toothbrush and brushed her teeth filling her mouth with paste foam. She spit and called it boyfriends.

She then sat on the commode to relieve herself of waste. What she flushed down she called lawyers, agents and internet porn freaks.






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Henry Rollins - A Drabble

Henry Rollins

Henry Rollins rolled his five two, frame out of bed. He put on his slippers and shuffled into the bathroom.
He took the cap off the meticulously folded and rolled tube and squirted some paste on the wet bristles. He scrubbed in a circular motion on each tooth. Then he scrubbed his tongue. He gagged, but he finished. Looking in the mirror he ran his tongue over his front teeth and smiled his money smile and then he opened and closed his mouth making a smacking sound. “I hate the film that ball gag leaves on my tongue.” He thought






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You gonna let’em call you that?

You gonna let’em call you that?

“That’ll be seven sixty seven buddy.” Said the clerk.
The guy behind me said. "Buddy? Last I heard a buddy was a bump on a dog's ass. Don’t let him call you that?"
He was right. No Mother Fucken human should be allowed to call anybody "buddy" that’s just too disrespectful to let slide. So I took my Slurpee and beef jerky out to my car and got my gun. I went back in and shot the bastard in the knee.
I told him, while he was crying like a little girl, that he better think about calling people names






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Bullies in History.

Bullies in History.


They were all gonna be pissed and Artimetis knew it. But he didn’t care. He charged down the mountain. He had discovered that the earth was NOT the center of the universe and he could prove it.
He could prove Copernican theory of the universe against the dominant earth-centered Ptolemaic and Aristotelian theories. In his notebook were verified charts of celestial movements from his telescope.
At the bottom of the mountain was that bully Galileo. “Gimme your money Fartimetis.” “I don’t have any.” “Then I will hold this until you do.” “Hey!” And Galileo snatched the notebook from Artimetis’ hands.





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You had me at hello

You had me at hello

She walked into the arcade with sausages attached to her.
Sundae was bulging from her hip pockets when she turned to shut the shop door.
Droe wors draped aorund her neck in a spiral orgy of meat, spices and animal fat.
On her shoulders, in her blonde matted treses were brats, "Those are not synthetic casings." He thought. Dry salamies on her chest, the lactobacillus yeasts intertwining into the delecate fabric of her blouse making it look lacie and delicate. The grease of the peperoni making her middriff visable.
Ground pork extruded from her 5" pumps with every step.
"Hello"






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Eat the dog

Eat the dog

The chant was so unison it was almost one voice.
It was his first band camp.
He wanted to make new alliances, this was to be his year, he was going to be the man, he was going to get a girlfriend AND kiss her.
And then his parents sent him to this camp.
Now he’s in the circle, with the whole camp chanting and watching him.
What's this going to accomplish?
It's a team building exercise. Now you will share in their strength and share a bond that can not be broken.
Now it’s simple, just Eat The Dog






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Toasted marshmallows

Toasted marshmallows

John hid in the bushes with his stick. He knew that any noise would draw their attention and bring too many to fight, but he could reduce their ranks as long as he stayed hid and got them in onesies and twosies. The fire was also hidden, just hot coals now.

John thought of his old life as a sys-op before the damn marshmallows had come
The damn little puffs were ruthless, with their vicious little teeth and extruded arms.
So he hid with the pointed little sticks and camp fire. It was going to be toasted marshmallows for dinner.






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Trail Mix - A Drabble

Sorry i have been excersising.

A drabble is a writing excercise that an entire story must be written in 100 words, no more, no less. the title is nmot included.
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Trail mix

“It's an abomination! I swear to you. God never intended all that co-mingling. It's just wrong. Nuts and fruit and candy.”
The peanut stomped around and flailed his little shell arms.
His wife the cashew took a tentative step. “Honey it is different now. And she is older.”
“I’m Old enough to think for myself.” The cute Spanish peanut piped in.
The cashew gave her a look that said ‘not now’. The Spanish nut retreated.
“Alright, fine, I will let her go but she is to wear her shell not that Brazilian one they are all wearing now a days.”





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Another class of 2009 speech

Commencement speech for a graduating class of 2009.
By Rev. Sleestaxx

This was also written for another particular High school class that requested I speak at the ceremony. But it appears that the board and the PTO and some other whinny pussy types decided that a member of the rotary club was better suited for speaking to the future of our world and so they canceled my gig. I got to keep the travel and half the fee but I did not get to speak to the class. Thus the speech is mine and so I shall with you all.


Today you embark on a new era and new opportunity to make decisions based on your value system and not the one perpetrated by the foreign heathens or the corporate pirates.

As I look out upon the graduating class of 2009 I see bright eyes happy smiles and I see the future I also see mean eyes evil smiles and I still see the future.
I know I am looking upon the faces of some that should not have graduated but you made yourself such a burden upon your teachers that they gifted you a passing grade.
The coach tells me I am also looking out on some gifted athletes. Congratulations on your accomplishments they are not diminished because they are “just high school” They are the fruit of hard work and dedication to a discipline that many here know or do not know it does not matter it is recognized and rewarded.
All of you are a very special generation. You are all special in the way that you are the future. You are being handed a world. Not a country like I was or my father or his father. Literally you are being given a chance to effect change in the entire global community for in 20 years the majority in charge will be retired and yours will be the one in majority.
Yes there will be some pockets of craziness just like there is some in the country I was handed.
I see the faces of artists, scientist, hunters and fire starters. I see a class that will make change that will forever be remembered.
The scientist will make the world manageable and understandable with their science and critical thinking.
The artists will make the world livable and pleasant with their love of a good curve or a pleasing resonance the will vibrate the soul.
The hunters will protect and feed the world.
And the fire starters will both shape the direction and destroy. They will destroy the old dead rotting wood that is the old world and they will lay the direction of new growth.
You are our hope do not get caught up in your own greed like the dogs that are now in charge.
Do not get enraptured with your own beauty that you forget about the rest of the world like the generation in charge now.
Look at what the pirates have done and learn from the pigs and do not fall into their traps.
Look at your parents [pause and look at the families] and see the evil that that have borne into this world and do not bear the same sins as them.

[look for security on the left and the right]

[yelling and slamming the podium] Change the world
[yelling and slamming the podium] It is your right
[yelling and slamming the podium] It is your duty
[yelling and slamming the podium] It is the way of life and the way it was meant to be.

Remember the sevens sins and you should be able to get this planet back on the road to righteousness and into the age of enlightenment.
Lust
Do not get lost in the lust of shiny things.
Greed
Do not get lost in the pleasure of your own greed.
Gluttony
Do not become fat and corpulent on the sweat and blood of the weak like the generations before you.
Sloth
Do not become lazy and mortgage your soul for your own selfish pig headed inner child.
Wrath
Do not get so lost in your anger and revenge that you forget who you are.
Pride
Do not be so prideful that you look down upon the rest of your generation for everyone of you offer something that is needed by the other.
Envy
Do not become so envious that you loose sight of yourself and become so enraptured and encompassed in your desire that you stop being you.

[Bang on the podium]Do not get lost in the idolatrous worship.
[Bang on the podium]Do not forget to love your family.
[Bang on the podium]Do not lose sight of the prize.
[Bang on the podium]Do not forget to donate and assist in god's work.
[Bang on the podium]Do not forget to change our diapers

Go out and change something, it does not matter if the change is right because it will be changed again it just all needs change or we will die and we will wink out in this universe and no-one will know we were here.
Make noise make love make god but for the love of Christ make it happen. No get out there and fuck it up!






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My Christmas season was quiet

My Christmas season was quiet
By Rev. john Sleestaxx
My note: There are times that I am told flat out do not post that until after the court date. Or this would be a very bad image for everyone involved.
Or the church’s contract restricts your post of that material.
After having the blood sucking vampires (not the emo Edward type) picked over this like mites pick the meat off of bones I was given the green light to post.
If you followed my twitter feed you got wind of some Christmas violence.

Self loathing mouth breathing sinners the entire lot should be placed in a large meat grinder and turned until there is no more whining and you can not tell the eyeballs from the adrenals.
I plunged head long into the fray in hopes to make it through the ordeal with only a few scars. I was not going to pick a fight and I had resolved that this year I would be more tolerant.
Incident #1
I had almost made it but then at the last hour I was hungry and in the "red zone"
I came across a kiosk type sales point I was thinking that hey my wife may enjoy a specialty gift of soap or moisturizer. You know something special to show how special she was and the sales lady bitch shoved a bar of lye soap under my nose.
I bit her hand. Plain and simple I just bit down and she screamed and I bit harder. It was funny at first I meant to bit like a lover would you know playfully on her thumb but like I said I was in the red zone and I got a holt of that hand and I bit down. There was no blood and I did not break the skin but she had to pull twice to get free.
Her sales mate ran over, and I just kept walking. Fucking bitch should not have touched me.
Incident #2
So here I was in wal-mart, I know I should not be shopping here and if I did not have a kid that wanted COD WAW I would have shopped at a mom and pop shop. I was walking by the toys and I heard little kids yelling and one crying.
If you have kids you this sound as the signal that they are 1.) Too hungry. 2.) too tired 3.) fucking screwed for the next 30 mins it takes to get them home and into bed.
I turned the corner on a long isle of toys and there was a dad type in camo tee shirt, and three kids also in camo tee shirts. One was about 2 and in the seat of the cart one was about 4 in the merchandise section of the cart and then there was the crier he was 6 and he was looking at the ceiling of the store wailing “please please”.
As I got closer I saw the dad type was pissed and ignoring the kid. And as I got 10 feet away he looked at me, got an embarrassed look on his face and bent over and grabbed the boy’s arm and shook hard. “ I told you to shut up!” I was now 6 feet away “listen you are giving me a head ache” now three feet away “this is why your dad left.” I brought my knee up into his face so fucking hard he did not even straighten out. In a 90º shape he flipped back onto his back. The boy stopped with a mid scream stuck in his throat. The dad hit the floor with a wufff! And I kept walking to the electronic department. Found the glass doors open grabbed the WAW case and left to purchase the damn thing.
At the register line I end up behind dad and his kids. No one is crying, no one was yelling.
The 6 year old looked at me, looked at his dad, tugged his dad’s arm and pointed at me. The dad turned, looked at me, and smiled a nervous smile and said, “hey about back there, I just want to…” “no do not mention anything” I cut him off.
“But I want to..” he said.
“no listen it is a terrible season, the economy is pooched and the corporate fuckers are just laughing at the rest of us.” And I turned to go to another line.
“Hey you big dummy you hurt my dad.”
I turned and smiled at the boy “ho ho ho” I laughed “merry Christmas. Son merry Christmas.”

To wage war or not to wage war.

To wage war or not to wage war.
By Rev John Sleestaxx


They have attacked me; they have created great strife and undue grief. Even now as I type this they are plotting to weave some travesty of justice against me, some terrible awful event that will throw my world into a spiral.
I know how they work, their secret meetings and their special language. The fucking rotten bastards.
I know that they mean to do me great harm, of that I am certain. I know this because I hear them whispering as I turn the corner and their fleeting foot steps as they run away, the cowards.
Stop and fight me face to face like men, like real men. You all fight like thieves by mis-direction and stealth. You have no honor, no ethics, no real substance.
You sirs are cheats. That is right; I said you are all cheats!
Heathens and malcontents, demons from hell have better manners than you. I know, I have met many a demon and they have the uprighted-ness to at least greet you before they try to steal your soul. But not you, you fucking cheats! You all lie, cheat, and steal. You all sucker punch and run.
Stand up! Do your best but at least be seen before you bring down upon me the wrath and anguish of your focused hate. This hate that so consumes you to the point that you have given up being right and resorted to being a CHEAT!
FUCKERS!
Bring it! Bring it down here bitches because you know what? I am going to wage war! I am going to bring upon you my focused hate AND rage.
I am going to do upon you AND yours, 100 fold of the tragic, horrible, misery that you have befell (yeah it is a word fucker!) upon me.
I will tear into you like a ravenous dog, a virus that feeds on your heart and your brain. I will eat you! Yes! I WILL EAT YOU MUTHER FUCKER! And I will spit you upon the ground into the dust and I will trample you and all of your family into the clay earth and I will work such violence and pain that you will relish the warm earth into which I will put you.
I will then dance and be jubilant on your corpse. I will celebrate the loss of you while there is no-one to mourn your absence. You will not be, there will be no you. The only one to speak of your existence from then on will be me and it will not be fond words, it will not be with reverence, it will not be with thoughtful silence. The mention of you will be like a curse or a foul word. I will spit your name like one person spits something bitter or sour or spoiled.
But I will only do this once a decade. I will not let you have any more than that. You filthy, lying, dirty whore, of a cheat. You disgust me with your lame attempts to befuddle me and yoke me.
I know that you think you are all clever and you have all the secrets. But you have chosen the wrong fucker to mess with. I am not old, and I am not young, nor am I weak or slow. You can not beat me because I am not those things at all. I am mean, I am determined, I am fast, and I am strong! You chose the wrong one dipshits. And now it is I who will may you cry, and whimper like the weak simpering little cheats that you are.
I am going to beat you down and I am going to do it laughing at you and your weakness.
That is right fuck-wad I am going to beat your ass and I am going to laugh at you too!
HA HA
Yeah, I will, because that is the mean-ass-muther-fucker I am. I will destroy you, I will rent, and tear and pull and rip you apart and I will enjoy it. There will be no remorse for the animal way you were bested and beaten. I will have no sadness for the savagery I displayed or the pathetic way you whimpered and cried, I will not feel any empathy for the humiliated way you went down.
You want war? Then you got war bitches! I am so going to be up in your house and I am so going to beat you down.
Fuck yeah! Fucker you are going down!

Wars are messy

Wars are messy
Rev. John Sleestaxx


It had been a long time coming. The wars were taking their toll on the civilians. Many had given up on a belief that they would have a quiet life. And I do not blame them.
I mean when you have been subjected to nightly shelling from outer space for nearly 5 decades you kind of forget how things were before the war.
You forget what it was like to go to a movie with a date and not worry about the roof caving in or the siren blaring just as the best part of the movie was unfolding.
You definitely forget about how it was back in the day when you could go to the park with your date and lay in the grass and cuddle and whisper sweet things to each other. But now the shelling has made dating a life threatening proposition.
What respectable girl is going to go on a date if her life is in jeopardy? No it was date the skanks, the skezzers, the hungry, the orphans or the thrill seekers.
The good girls, the kind you want to marry, they stay in the bunkers at night and when the need to have a baby is upon them, they either marry into a harem or they buy DNA from the many government run clinics.
That is why joining the service was so appealing. In the service you are given 3 passes a week to access the government brothels, filled with girls cloned from the best sex stock, girls created to please and not breed. We all know that our DNA material is salvaged tested and used to strengthen our population. And build up our forces to battle the evil dark menace that attacks us every night.
No one knows for sure why they attack at night. Or what we did to make them so mad.
We are told that the government has the smartest minds working on the space travel problem and once we can transverse the distance to our attackers we will be victorious.
Until then we just have to be diligent and persevere.
What I needed was a target, something to focus on something for me to aim at. I was tired of practice, tired of shooting into that damn pile of dirt, "We do not know what the enemy looks like, and we do not even know if the enemy has a head. So you will fire at anything we put up in front of you." It seems like piles of dirt are pretty cheap.
One day Crazy, his name is Craig but we call him Crazy, one day Crazy decides to make fun of me in front of the brothel girls. He tells them that I talk in my sleep and that I get a boner while I sleep. Then he tells them I touch my boner in my sleep. The girls all laugh and ask if my sleeping boner is like the one I bring to them. We all laugh at this.
So today we are again shooting at the pile of dirt and I turn to Crazy and I tell him he embarrassed me last night.
He laughs.
I shoot him and my sergeant and the rest of my platoon.
Yep it is messier to shoot a person than a dirt pile.

My books make great Christmas presents

What is a real man?

What is a real man?
By Rev. John Sleestaxx



I have a twitter account I follow many people and many follow me. I follow an account that claims to be writing an auto-bio and he posted a question what is the definition of a “real man”. And I got to thinking.
The dictionary does not define real man but it does say that a man is.
The bible does not define a real man but does speak of the rules of manhood.
How do we know what a real man is?
“Dope” an industrial metal band has many songs that speaks to me Slipping away is one in particular the lyrics that start out

“I'm trying hard to understand
I'm trying hard to do the things it takes to be a man
Life's slipping away from me
It's not the way I thought it'd be”
Dope 2007

Today I think the fine art of being a man or shall we say the great industry to be a man has been outsourced to week kneed, milk sop bastards. We have decided that MTV can raise our kids, that video games and the like can raise our kids. Now wait! I am not blaming video games or Television on anything they onus falls on the parents to instill a foundation of proper values and human ethics. If this is done right there is nothing wrong with video games and television and internet. Everyone is properly armed to make the right and ethical decisions based on the information that is at hand.
But the captains of industry and the pirates of the economy have created a terrible climate that causes many men to be busy and the education of a real man is lost in a sea of excess and debauchery. MTV tells everyone to run around and stick your dick in anything ANYTHING that feels right and to not worry about the consequences this is defiantly an attack on the proper teaching of manhood.

Ecc 11:9
Rejoice, young man, while you are young, and let your heart cheer you in the days of your youth. Follow the impulses of your heart and the desires of your eyes, but know that God will judge your motives and actions.

This causes a GIGO (garbage in garbage out) syndrome. Early dad hood to a dad who does not know how to be a man creates a climate of the blind leading the blind and well shit there goes the whole industry of being a man.
Dad can be too fucked up in the head too damaged from the improper teachings to know what it takes to be a man. To them just having a penis is being a man and that is not right at all to be a man is too do the right thing for the community, for your family, for the church, and for the rest of the world. But if the system gets broken like it has then you get sinners raising sinners, raising zealots, and uneducated penis wielding morons running around creating more morons and fucking up the world even more.
This has to stop!
[Pound on the podium]
Be a man. Show what working hard will get you.
[Pound on the podium]
Be a man show what doing the right thing does for everyone concerned
[Pound on the podium]
Dads get your shit together and think about your legacy think about what you are giving to the world to run the world after you have stepped down.

Gen 49:3
Reuben, you are my firstborn, my might and the beginning of my strength, outstanding in dignity, outstanding in power.

[Yelling and pounding on the podium]
Is this what you want?
[Yelling and pounding on the podium]
This is the definition of a man?
[Yelling and pounding on the podium]
Is this the right thing?
I say no and I say know the right thing it is in your heart no matter what you have been taught by MTV and the internet and video games. That is why you clean your browser cache or all the porn stops you made.

(0.35) Isa 57:8
Behind the door and doorpost you put your symbols. Indeed, you depart from me and go up and invite them into bed with you. You purchase favors from them, you love their bed, and gaze longingly on their genitals

You know what is right because you look over your shoulder when you think about stealing that candy bar at the self check out. I know you; I can always tell when one of you is thinking wrong thoughts. I can smell the thief from a mile away. The stink of fear and guilt is powerful stuff. You would not have that smell if you did not know the right things. Listen to your heart if god is in your heart it will never ever lie to you.
Today was brought to you by The Knights of Acrimony they assist in the counseling of young men who have become fathers but did not realize they have responsibilities other than to say "of course I will still love you".
Some times these stubborn young men need some persuasion to step up to the plate. But once the Knights of Acrimony talk with them they usually realize the errors of there ways.

Eph 4:13
Until we all attain to the unity of the faith and of the knowledge of the Son of God – a mature person, attaining to the measure of Christ’s full stature.

So stop and talk to them. If you have a daughter, get their e-mail.
In that vein of thinking I need to bring to light that he local homeless shelter is asking for assistance for extra blankets and jackets. Please do not give them anything. I have started a program here at The First Execration Church of Odium Anathema.
If you feel, you need to help those that chose to be blight and a resource hog on our society then bring your happy ass down to the church on Saturday night. On Saturday nights we are going to go out and pick up as many homeless people as we can fit into the commuter vans and drive them to the next city to be a burden on them and their resources.
You can see to it that our city prospers and the politician’s will have to refund many of the surplus dollars that did not get spent on homeless programs like the homeless shelter.
The raise a roof for the unwed mothers program is a success we have re-shingled five roofs in the last 4 months.
I would like to thank all of you who did not honk last Sunday. You all are the perfection of a church going member of society. And to those of you who still did not get the message and I was able to catch I am sure bruises and lacerations of your education will heel soon enough.
It won’t hurt for ever.