So right here today I was out walking, and chanced an route near to a church... And there I heard it, an ear-piercing howling of the organ, and the wailing of the masses... So with my soul filling with contempt,  I GRIMACED, and walked on, only my very eartips catching fire for the moment.

It was one of those atrociously morose lutheran hymns of 'Baaah! Baaaah! We're all sheeeeep! Thanks god for not raping us with cactuses, we really appreciate you sparing us the agony! Baaah! Baaaah!'...

Was it wrong to want to pick up an comically oversized bazooka and blow the whole building away? Hmm, I'm not sure. Maybe I should have taken the leap of faith and looked around for one! If there really was a god, I'm sure he would have provided.

Either way, one thing is for certain, true and right: whoever wrote that piece of shit musical ruination of childhoods, deserves an stay in hell, where Satan would mount his sorry ass on an 300 horsepowered rotating dildo, until he learned to produce more pleasant noises.


Otherwise I've eaten some sammiches, and it's sunny and warm. Woohoo!

With cheery regards... We are a legion. .p