This niggah is blazed, son. Dawg, check it out--some baptists from down the street came to our house the other day, and tried to convert us.
I later (after not telling him I'm kinda Luciferian or aomething similar, he was 80-something and I didn't want to hurt his feelings) brought out tha boombox and bumped Gateways To Annihilation, by Morbid Angel, while tremolo-picking a rake in front of a flaming BBQ-grill.
Baptist-repellant.
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