by Jim Rousch
“Jesus said unto him, Verily I say unto thee, That this night, before the cock crows, thou shalt deny me thrice.”
Peter swore he wouldn't do it, and yet he did.
Every time you Christians vote Republican, you vote for a political party that takes out of the hungry mouths whom you wanted to see born. You want the death penalty for rape victims for opt for the death penalty, but you also want to get rid of free lunches and Head Start.
Doesn't that actually make you a bigger sinner than Judas Iscariot? I mean, all he did was help himself to the moneybag and betray Christ to the Sanhedrin. However, he was later filled with remorse, and the religious authorities could care less about his feelings.
I'm a bastard. I'm a motherfucker-and I'm proud of what I am. I shout it out loud and I praise to the Almighty with outstretched wings that I have the longest dick in the gym. Well, guitar players and agents for social change through other means rather than the pussy way (voting) tend to.
I've dared Him to strike me down as He did Ananais and Sapphira, and I'm still here-when I should be dust.
God won't kill me. He's afraid to kill me. He knows that by killing me, I expose Him for hating the disabled:
That, my friends, is a prick and an insecure suka Who should be sodomized with a lead pipe all the livelong day.
What's a suka, you ask? Nothing, just the Russian word for BITCH!
God has murdered other social agents for change, so why are other of us still around-especially since we don't believe in peace?