Devil must be sleeping, or running from here.

Please, Holy Father, ... take all that crap shit on people's mind,
and make then fuckin' see that all around if full of fuckin' love.

rape their fuckin' shit container asses, and show then no mercy.

Overload all fuckin' dumbass people, with Your light, Your graceful light, as known as DICKLORD. Yeah, right on their back, where it hurts more, and fullfiel their asses with the fire of Lord, and make they run into the hell of fuckin' real life.

Give'n some enlightment, so they can kill thenselves and make the world a better place, for me, to live. Alone.

Cornhole. Cornhole all of that, and make sure there is nothing left for me, but light and loneliness.
No, loneliness no. I've being having enough, since now and always.

Oh shit, I was missing this part:

Please, Lord of Heaven, Graceful Men, The One, The Powerful, The Top Highest Light, please, give me only a shotgun, (a fuckin' automatic shotgun) and a fuckin' infinity amount of bullets, so than I can help you from here, killing goffy people, and having some fuckin' "fun".

or, only a baseball club. Iron one.

When you leave, please, turn off the light(s) and low down the temperature.
Thanks Man!


Amem.

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