in the Howardland reformist firing line.
The Howard/Costello revolution continues!
Feeling the urgency for ever-more "reform",
and responding to the unearthly moans of the
elderly Howardland faithful, the stinking
old dog-turd and his steaming fresh young
dog-turd sidekick will waste no time in
kicking away the support of the old-age
pensions from the osteoporotic bones in the
legs of the frail elderly.
It has been deemed that the only way to get
elderly multiple amputees to stand on their
own non-existent feet is the tried and proven
mutual-obligation shock-therapy delivered by
noble Howardland Einsatzgruppen who will not
hesitate to dig-out every last gold-filling
with harsh but fair Howard/Costello efficiency,
for the greater glory of the Howardland.
What pensioner could fail to be won-over by
the chance to be boiled-down to make soap,
Soylent-browns, and fertilizer?
All packets of these products would be printed
with a tasteful image depicting the british
royal family with Saint John Howard, and also
showing the Hellsong Choir singing in front of
a mural of a muscular Jesus turning two fish into
five million dollars to feed the shareholders.
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pigsty
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The Church of The Self Righteous Truly Faithful Followers Of The Hellsong Centre, in Balkan Hills, with Costly Boy Nitro-Costellulose Blowing To Bits Any of The Ungratefull Dead and any spare bones they may find lying around, including the old weary bones and remanents of grey matter that might have survived in the cavaties be they skullular or jawikullar, or for that matter jewikullar skull cap worn on many occasion by the master of dreadful sell-off-imonies his grinning from ear to ear born again to die again Clistan, Satanically Inspired Clistan Flowering of the Hell-born sporn from a Death Head Bell in any funerial graveyard. Shall we march off to war with the grinning skull of death & his war like heros, who are more than likely never to don a uniform or bare arms, but bare pencils and papers of much disorderly discourse to do with enfireing the sheer venom within of others to pit them agin each other in the field of bloody flavours, all red, white and soylent brown... (please assemble the above into a coherent whole, and resubmit it under the title of 'sorting this elderly & aged mess out') |
Blessed by the Lord
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Repent ye sinners cause endtimes are near. And when the rapture comes you can either float with us to heaven or remain here and burn in hellfire. And that means you too Dr Chato. |
Chato
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The Chato Institute holds the franchise on The Rapture. Of course, we shall be collecting the entry fees. We hope you find your encounter with The Holy Chook - interesting! |
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