Are There Any Philistine Replants Here Tonight? Four years later…
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[/media-credit]Bless!
No need for a brouhaha. This is strictly business, folks. Verily.
Blessings to all, you all are owed very much in terms of gratitude! You thought I meant you are owed something more tangible. Verily, it’s love flowing whilst hearing those palms slap. Nay, but verily. As ye warned, thy last four years were tough being the son of God. As mentioned many times, I was born poor. Possibly on another continent. Nay! Now we have many, who like me, are from small towns, robbing, beating, trolling and otherwise breaking law just to double their unemployment or welfare checks and thus rise through the ranks of American capitalism. I don’t want to say unto you Nazareth was small, but we had a sign on Main Street that said “Welcome to Nazareth.” On both sides. Verily. Not to compare tales of tremendous woe, but it was similarly tough to leave a country like Kenya back in the day. The problems of present are as temporary as Countrywide’s electronic signature. Verily. If you can’t drink 44 ounce sodas, at least share my wine.
The tale unraveled is not yet a complete picture, Brother. When I came to this new town I bestowed the wisdom upon your elite’s “extracted” this would be a speck of history to only be remembered as a hard working time. Epoch is neigh! I told you I’d finish this stronger and knowing my reelection will be a hit in Vegas and office pools, yes I said it, office pools… Oh let’s just get this show started! FIRE!
Burning bushes line city streets here and abroad with magic bullets, secret handouts, doubt, fractured ties with teams sprouting wings carrying Joseph to Mastro’s Steakhouse just to pay off a gambling debt. Second prize was two eternities in Reno.
NAY, but verily. Hark, it is the smell of love for mankind hath taken over this brilliant tale. Take the meek. No, I mean really TAKE them and show them debauchery. Nay, but blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth. For not even the meek can resist a good time, and won’t have the nerve to turn it down in last minute re-negotiations. Mormons are not novel, but neither is my jumpshot, so let us strive. Insist for the best. Know your rights and put down playing cards for one day when nothing else works get out and talk to people about your sins. Forgiveness is everywhere, thick like smoke or fresh hammered sidewalk cement.
Bless you! You have been a pleasant multitude, my favorite wash board. Four years ago, this question was posed, please reconsider: Is there profit for one man if he gain the whole world, and lose his marbles in the act?
Double down.
Bless you all. Verily.
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