Wednesday, November 24, 2004

 

I'm pulling out a superduper song so you'll read my rant. Rodney O, Joe Cooley, Let's Have Some Fun. Let's talk about intolerant Christians.

Woo-woo-wooo-Rodney O, Joe Cooley-Let's Have Some Fun-arooooh, aroooooh, woof, woof.
_Hello. Knock knock (on your head). 'The Christians are so intolerant, they say I'm gonna go to hell if I don't believe like them and we aren't on the same page, woman and gay-wise.' What f*ckin' planet are you living on that this is news to you, or that they oughta change? Why don't you change? Go and get God. No, seriously, I'm really bothered by people complaining about evangelism and fundamentalism like they just transported in here from Happy Land. You know, Happy Land, where they have the candy trees with the brownie bark, where everyone is nice and no problem, macro or micro, can't be solved with good people skills.
___non-sequitar-Did the KKK ruin the perfectly flamboyant pointy hat? The Pope's toilet guys wear pointy hats, I think.
_Back to the bad, bad, squares. Take rhetoricpig's advice. Do your own freaky thing. Don't be an evangelist hipster spreading enlightenment. Mind your own business(your 'business' can be pretty poppin' with all the 'others' around to get down with), and save your energy for kicking ass when you're bothered, or at least for getting away.
___non-sequitar-If you leave your door unlocked I might come over and steal all your sh!t to buy drugs, porn, or feed my baby.
___non-sequitar-Imagine you are a populist leader with new found power, think a young Mao Tse Tung. And somebody kidnaps your four and seven year old daughters. Would you abuse your power and station to save them from butchery or worse?
_I don't really have a baby.

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