The evil rantings of a depraved mind: Sermon #1
Yeah, you know me. Just one more fucked up individual in this madhouse. Just another reverend, spreading the word of his Lord to the people. The God of Grass, the Lord of Liquor.
Indeed. But, then again, we're all really just freaks. It's the evil ones you should watch out for; the ones who prey off the weak; the ones who laugh at the freaks. Unfortunately, uniting against our common enemy seems as impossible as blowing the Pope.
We all have our limitations. Most of us can't see Truth. Some of us believe we can, but they are being led into oblivion, cursed with an illusionary world cast about them. Friends, there is but one chance for us to cast away this illusion. There is but one chance for salvation! And that chance, my friends, is inebriation. It is in the alcohol we drink, in the marijuana we smoke, in the acid we eat.
Friends, we must go forth into this world. We must not preach to others. We must not try to convert. Those on the outside who think they know all that is about them, they are lost. They must find their own way out of the acid rain, before they dissolve in a grotesque spectacle worthy of FOX Television. And, when they find their way inside, they will be warmly welcomed with a mug of hot cocoa, and a spongebath administered by the sacred virgins.
That is your lesson for today, my friends. Now, go forth, and drink heavily. May our Lord of the bottle be with you all.
Indeed. But, then again, we're all really just freaks. It's the evil ones you should watch out for; the ones who prey off the weak; the ones who laugh at the freaks. Unfortunately, uniting against our common enemy seems as impossible as blowing the Pope.
We all have our limitations. Most of us can't see Truth. Some of us believe we can, but they are being led into oblivion, cursed with an illusionary world cast about them. Friends, there is but one chance for us to cast away this illusion. There is but one chance for salvation! And that chance, my friends, is inebriation. It is in the alcohol we drink, in the marijuana we smoke, in the acid we eat.
Friends, we must go forth into this world. We must not preach to others. We must not try to convert. Those on the outside who think they know all that is about them, they are lost. They must find their own way out of the acid rain, before they dissolve in a grotesque spectacle worthy of FOX Television. And, when they find their way inside, they will be warmly welcomed with a mug of hot cocoa, and a spongebath administered by the sacred virgins.
That is your lesson for today, my friends. Now, go forth, and drink heavily. May our Lord of the bottle be with you all.