Dear Lerd,
I pray for your help, I do after all go to church every Sunday. And loudly preach yer werds.
Darkness has fell on me. I could not find a wher in Nerwood. Damned cops and the spot lights in west Nerwood. Running them off. So I drives down the road, to the hood.
Dear Lerd,
First I spots the wherz. Then I drive up, Then slowly wobble out the truck. Oh fuck, on the wall I see a vote Bernie poster. With him sitting on top of me, pounding my face in. Violent fucking drugged out hippy he is. Says "Bernie takes no red neck racist shit" on the bottom half. Lerd, I got pissed. So I set the posters on fire, the cops came. And approached me asking for id.
I says, I am a sovereign entity under God the Lerd. Under the articles of confederation. I can only be touched by law enforcement. That is the county sheriif, and you have no place to stop me.
Fucking pig, called in and asked for back up, said we got one of those southern sovereign citizen cop killer types.
Needless to say 15 of them showed up, shot me 42 times. Thank the Lerd the bullets only made it an inch into my subcutaneous blubber. Now i await court again as i lay in the jail infirmary.
Tomorrow though they are going to unclog my bowels on the state's dime.
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