Monday, June 8, 2015

I was a Trampoline Oh Lerd

That devil worshippin' nonbeliever Meher. Help me Dear Lerd. He likes to smoke the devil's weed. Then jump up and down on a trampoline for exercise. They lost his mini trampoline. Dear Lerd. The asshole had me tied up and laye on the fler. Came out in a NY Met's uniform cleets and all. And jumped on my big belly for about 45 minutes. And Told me the Reds suck. How was I to know, he was a minerity owner of the Mets. 
Then I was returned to jail. I demanded a chaplain. I got this young fucker, with a big beard, and fuckin' tatooo's. I knew he was a false prophet. When he refused to help me pray for revenge upon Meher, the Judge, and the jogging about meth wher that had me arrested. And fer' her evil slert friends. That beat me with metal dildo's and sprayed me with burning spicy fake jizz. Oh Lerd.
He said he was from some campus church. And was his day to volunteer at the jail. And asked me to think about this. 
That the Lerd, in heaven might be punishing me for taking advantage of those who do not have all their faculties, do to addiction and despair. 
And told me I should perhaps. Change my ways. Fuckin false prophet bastard.
And to top it off the old fart that works out and eats right. Has 2 girlfriends that sposed to be like 64. But only look about 52. Says he met them at the gym and a yoga class. Bullshit. He sold his soul to Satan.

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