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ForEverAfter

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Well it's a humid day, if I don't mind sayin so. Humid as the mother Earth, bless her. Sweet heat, that's what I like to call it. The humidity, you see. Anyway, you be wantin to talk to Old Bobby. Old Bobby's been around a years and you tend to collect a bit of wisdom when you travel. He was born into a Catholic lot. Big family. Communion, all the way. Then, thank the Lord, he came to his senses. The humidity? We say, Fuck the humidity!

FUCK the humidity.
Fuck JESUS.

FUCK the humidity.
Fuck CHRIST.

There ain't no sense in pretending that we should hold a torch up to somen that don't exist now or neverhow. He may've been a great man, and all, but he's dead now and his ghost ain't cutting it anymore. Doing more harm than good, I'd say. Like we're being haunted. Haunted by Christ. Heehaw, that's a ho-dinger!

FUCK the humidity.
Fuck JESUS.

FUCK the humidity.
Fuck JESUS.

No, not just the atheists. The idolators. You, Jewish types. Idiots, incognito. You don't have to be ashamed. The crucifix ain't no symbol of death. No, sir. It's a peaceful thing, now. I like to think of the man - you know, the big man - nailed to that there crossen what not, thinking like you know what's going on. Cause there wasn't much other cause then being a good Christian, and all.

FUCK the humidity.
Fuck JESUS.

FUCK the humidity.
Fuck CHRIST.

If you're Christian, may-b you worship a man that might've never even existed. And what was the message? Love each other? Fucking patent pending. Like the Jews never thought of that... No wonder they killed him. I'd have done the same if I was there, depending on parole. Lord, be thankful I am a righteous man.

Let me hear you say,
"Fuck JESUS!"

Let me hear you say,
"Fuck JESUS CHRIST!"

Hallelujah.

Holy shit.
 
I jez wanned to comen share m'story. Been livin back in the treadwadders long as I been live. Been treading them wadders. Yessir. The waves, they's comen going as they do. And I have this baby, see. This baby, Lord, like I'd nevr believe. Got something callin it muscular distrophy but ain't like no trophy I ever did see. So I raise it, noneless. Yessir. Raise it noneless. My precious child. God's child. And he raise up real good, too. Straight's an arrow, m'boy. He'd make the haloes envious, he would. All charisma, d'spite his so-caclled 'flictions. We don't need no help, Lord. No. Not since he's born did we takem back. No, sir. Church didn't wanna see'm, on they're own dollar. Not one dime, see. So, we made a day o'it. Travelling preacher. Cinema. That wes the idea, as best I remember. Took Jeremiah - that's whata called'm, hoping the good Lord wouldn't strike me down on account of giving the malform'd suchen 'oly name - so I tookem to the show. And we're pushed to the frontsee. Like, I didna wantem to be there. In front. With God, looken down. The big man, on stage like, promising this/that t'everyone. Eh looks at m'son en tells em eh's gonna walk. No shit. So, i shoot the mother fucker. Right between the eyes. And I say, "Fuck the humidity."

I say,
"Fuck Jesus Christ."

I say,
"Fuck the humidity."

I say,
"Fuck."

"Fuck."
"Fuck-Fuck-Fuck."

I say,
"Fuck-Fuck-Fuck, Fuck-Fuck."

"Jesus
Christ."

-amen-

I say,
"Fuck Jesus Christ!"

I say,
"Fuck Jesus Christ!"

I say,
"Fuck-Fuck-Fuck, Fuck-Fuck J.C."

-amen-

Word to your virgin mother, bitch.
 
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I just want to say, in all seriousness, that I find this thread offensive not only as a Christian but also as an African-American. These sort of stereo-typical depictions only serve to deepen the pre-existing xenophobic fear embedded in Western society. While I realize this is a forum revolving around the recreational use (or, more often, abuse) of illegal narcotics, there are still certain standards of conduct that I expect to see upheld. There should be zero tolerance for racism, especially from staff members and moderators. And, "trip consultant", what the hell does that mean? Why should I have to endure this nonsense? Fuck Jesus? Fuck you, mother fucker. Fuck you, forever after.
 
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The characters portrayed throughout this thread are of caucasian descent, born and bred in the Apalachian mountains. Why you assumed they were African American is beyond me. I was making fun of inbred hill people. Nothing wrong with that. As for conduct and Christianity, you can suck my pale white dick. Fuck the humidity. Fuck Jesus Christ.

Oh Lordy.
Oh Lordy, Lord.
Fuck dem humids
Fuck dem Christ.

Lordy.
Oh,
Lordy,
Lordy Lord.
 
I was alone, when I went for the answer. They gave me no choice, but t'scape. Electric doors opening'n pieces, spending tired bursts o' energy. Smells'd made no sense, combined or udderwise. Like raspberry medicated anal creams. Stood there, wannin to confess or run, lackin confidence t'do either. "Not sure," said. "If this being the right forum fermee t'say this." Urine dribblin, invol'ntary, from m'penis. Pathetic. Rasberry urine. Anxious urine. Said it, finally. Nounced, like, "I was raped."

"Was raped by Jesus."

Was a long delay fore the pharmacee, the man wytha combover, wispred, ashamedly like. "Sir," he said. "This is a post office." Or somethin t'that fect. Unneye real-eyezed - tho, wez probly sommen I'd known allong - that I was nekked there in that post offs. Nothin but novelty reindeer horns tatched t'me edd. And m'cock, fer sum reason, was brite red. Glowin, was, like Rudolph's nose.

"Do you deal with this sort of thing?" I askdem, 'opeful.

The pharmacee, eh looked me uppen-down.

"Think," I said. "Think, I'm pregnant."

He smiled. Handed me a scription.

Cost me twenny three niney fie.
 
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When you feel th'oly light, liddle one, it shine right thru you like you wez made o'glass. Soon ez you let't in, it been radiating from within. Like'ts always ben derr. Cause it hasbene. Oh g'dLerd, y'all be overflowing wi da'oly spirit. You ben shinin. Liddle lumanat'd angel, you is. A luminat'd angel. Sorry ferbducting you-enn shavin yr'downlow. I know the cage ain't comftorbells. Lived innit fer sexteen yerrs myself. God bless 'em, tho. God bless those years. M'childood. My ad'lessense.

God bless chastity.
And, fuck the humidity.

Fuck-Feck-
Fuck!

Yes,
Fuck-Feck-Fuck!

Yes, Fuck-Feck-Fuck,
Feck-Fuck

(J.C.)

Feck-Feck-
Fuck!

Yes,
Feck-Feck-Fuck!

Feck-Feck-Fuck,
Feck-Fuck

(J.C.)

Oh,
Lordy.

Lordy
Lord.

Oh,
Lordy.

Lordy
Lord.

()

Oh,
Lordy.

Lordy Lord.
Oh, Lordy.

Lordy
Lord.

(J.C.)
 
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It's quite interesting

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watch out kids, if you do too many drugs you'll end up believing in god.
just go to an AA meeting and you'll see what I mean.
 
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