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Rick Warren’s Son Explains

Police released the letter today that Matthew Warren son of mega-Evangelist, Rick Warren, left behind. Warren died of a self-inflicted gun shot wound last week:

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Dear Everyone,

I’m sorry I’m doing this but YOU try being the son of a pasty-white, fat-ass pussy who is as phony as a three-dollar bill.  I’d just had enough of it….that’s all. Yes, I was depressed as hell. But here’s a news flash:  I was depressed because I was the son of this asshole.  ”A Purpose Driven Life.”  HA!!!  More like “A Money Driven Life.”  To all of you fucked-up suckers out there who think my fat asshole of a father is in this for God, LOL !! I got some oceanfront property in Nebraska to sell you.  This guy is in it for one thing and one thing only…MONEY !!!!!!  Did you know that this guy doesn’t even BELIEVE in God?!?!  He’d come home every Sunday after one of his fucked-up sermons and talk and laugh for hours about how taking money from his “flock” was like shooting fish in a barrel. Believe me everyone….this fat bastard is giving all of you “A Purpose Driven Ass-Fucking.” So don’t feel bad for me because I never have to see this fuck and his dumb goatee again or listen to another word of his horseshit.  As for those of you who are his followers…you should feel sorry for yourselves because you are still going to be around for this dick to ram you up the ass and take your money.  So goodbye and good luck.   You’ll need it.  Don’t ever say I didn’t warn you.

Matthew Warren

Don’t worry…..God’s got it….

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…so where the fuck is he then?  That’s what everyone would like to know.

Here we are on the cusp of yet another Easter when this motherfucker is supposed to show.  And for about the 10 thousandth year in a row, it looks like he’s gonna be a no show…AGAIN!!

FUCK!!!!!!

The world, especially the U.S., is going to hell in a handbasket with queers marrying queers, an illegal alien President trying to take all of our guns away, Mexicans taking over everything as far as the eye can see, and the “Christ” being taken right the fuck out of Christmas.  And nobody’s doing a goddamn thing about it.

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Year after year, all the prayer in the world….

“When you need him most he just won’t show the fuck up and we’ve been waiting around for this guy to show forever” said Willie-Buster Cherry of Crotchrot, Mississippi.

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….don’t seem to do…..

“Crawdads are scarce….ain’t been a goddamn good catfish crop in more than two years in the lake over yonder, prices are going up at Wal-Mart everyday….and niggers and Mexican’s are taking over EVERYTHING!  Queers are getting married!! Where’s God when you need him…that’s what I’d like to know,” added a thoughtful Cherry.

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…any good

People all over the place, particularly in the deep southern part of the U.S., have had it up to here waiting for God to make a return appearance to earth and a lot of people are beginning to ask their elected representatives to do something about it.

“I’m sick of waiting,” said Claude Balls also of Crotchrot.  ”All my life, my father’s life, my grandfather’s life, my great grandfather’s life, my great grandfather’s life, they’ve been telling us that God is coming back and we wait and wait and wait and nothing….and we’re all getting fucking sick of it.  We’re even starting to think he’s not coming at all.”

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Frustrated by yet another God no-show, Willie Buster Cherry and Claude Balls of Mississippi do what they do best…..relax

“We’re pretty patient people down here in Mississippi but what the fuck does it take?” said Cherry. “I’m nearly 70 and I’m sick and disabled and I’m starting to wonder if I’m even gonna be around when God shows up.  Every single Sunday Preacher keeps telling us that God is coming…God is coming.  We put all this money in the collection plate thinking he’s coming….and then he just don’t come.”

“So you DO think he’s gonna show up…..but you just think it’s a question of when?”

“Exactly.  Of course we all know God’s coming sooner or later….but we would just like to know when! If someone says they’re gonna do something, down here in Mississippi we take a man at his word.”

“Why…..sometimes I begin to wonder whether or not he….”

“…exists at all?” I said finishing the inbred cracker’s sentence for him.

“WHAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTT!?!?!?!?!?!?! Of COURSE NOT!! I was gonna say……whether or not God is not coming because he’s pissed at us for being the sinners we are.”

“So you think God is just pissed and disgusted by queers getting married and Mexican’s taking over everything?’

“We figure that’s gotta be the reason…..least wise, that’s what Preacher says on Sunday.  And he says it’s important for all of us to give as much as we can to the collection plate each Sunday so we can help God to change things once he does come. But I’m beginning to  wonder where all that money me and everyone else is giving the preacher each Sunday is going cause every year God don’t show up for this resurrection thing on Easter.”

We here at Southpaw Beagle wish, too, that God would show up already and fix things and end this silly notion that some people are spreading that all religion is a farce, preachers, priests, rabbis, and all the rest of the people who preach the word of God are carpetbaggers, pedophiles, perverts, degenerates, and liars, who exist because stupid fucking Americans continue to believe in a myth in the sky, and the U.S. is really just a den of debauchery and deceit with no redeeming qualities.  Because of course we know that can’t be true.

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Happy fucking Easter.

Pope Francis Now Condemns “Dirty War”

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Pope Francis said today that he was really pissed when someone recently told him that more than 30 thousand people were tortured, “disappeared,” and murdered during Argentina’s infamous “Dirty War” between 1976 and 1983. According to the Pope, if he had just KNOWN about what was going he would probably have done something to try and stop it.

The new Pope, who was then known as Jorge Mario Bergoglio and rose to become Archbishop of Buenos Aires, was a priest during this period of state-sponsored terrorism.

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Jorge Mario Bergoglio, now The Pope, says he never knew he was “palling around with terrorists.”

“Hey, I was a pretty busy guy back then just trying to live my life,” said the Pope in an interview with us.

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Living my life with junta leader Jorge Videla

“I did see a lot more activity back then from some group that called itself, I believe, ‘The Junta’….but I didn’t think much of it. Actually, it made me feel pretty safe in the streets to see them around.  Almost daily I’d see the military grabbing some guy at a bus stop, or in the library, at soccer games….even at church and then dragging them away.  I never thought anything of it. I figured whoever it was they were grabbing must have done something wrong or were just held overnight to sleep off a good drunk.  I was just thankful they were keeping us safe, that’s all.”

“Didn’t they even haul away people you had known for years?” I asked.

“Yea a few people,” said the Pope.  ”They took away one of my deacons once…a guy named Jesus I knew for 20 years.  And they grabbed my neighbor Rodolfo who I used to play pinochle with every Friday night for 15 years.”

“Did you ever see them again?”

“Now that you mention it, no I didn’t.  I always kind of wondered what might have happened to those guys. I’ll have to look them up….maybe drop em a Christmas card.”

The Pope said The Junta even asked him to help them out from time to time in their nation-wide campaign to teach non-swimmers how to swim.

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The Pope says he thought these guys were his friends. He says now he would like to tell them a thing or two like “you fellows should be ashamed of yourselves….but let us pray.”

“The Junta were really good guys who wanted to give swimming lessons to some of our fellow countrymen who didn’t know how to swim,” said the Pope. “So they would take these guys in plane rides over the our beautiful Rio De La Plata or even the Atlantic Ocean and they asked me to come along every now and then to help make these guys feel less nervous about being pushed out of the plane at 4000 feet.  I even helped push some of the more nervous guys and it really made me feel good to be doing my part for them.”

"Yea I guess it seemed kind of high up," said the Pope...."but WTF, who was I to question The Junta."

“Yea I guess it seemed kind of high up,” said the Pope….”but WTF, who was I to question The Junta.”

“Did that ever strike you as a rather unorthodox way to teach people to swim?”

“Well, it did strike me as little high up….I mean, the highest I had ever seen was like the eight foot diving board at my apartment complex.  But who am I to question such a group of great guys who are trying to help out their fellow man?”

“How many people did you help ‘teach’ to swim?”

“I went on maybe 10 trips and we must have pushed about 18 guys out a plane load.  So I would say I helped at least a couple hundred guys learn to swim who otherwise wouldn’t know how today.  I felt good about that and I felt like I was doing God’s work.”

“Have you spoken to any of those guys since….or even seen them?”

“Come to think of it no….but I just figured they had all moved on with their lives and were now out there teaching others.  Needless to say if I had known these guys were plunging 4000 feet to their deaths, I probably would have tried to at least talk to the pilot of the plane about it or something.  I mean, like, WTF?!   So I’m kind of pissed about the whole thing and now I just feel used quite frankly.  Those guys in The Junta always seemed pretty squared away and straight shooters to me.  If I had known maybe I would have told them to knock it off or something.”

“We were able to find one guy who somehow survived his ‘swimming lesson’– Jose Manuel Rodriquez-Rodriquez–a left-wing poet and now a quadriplegic who says he doesn’t remember much about his ‘incident’ in Dec of 1978….but he says he does remember the Pope.”

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Jose Manuel Rodriquez-Rodriquez says he happy the Pope is from Argentina….but thinks he’s a stupid dick for falling for The Junta’s bullshit.

“Yea sure…I remember him.  I mean I was half drugged out of my mind but I’ll never forget the Pope, who of course wasn’t a Pope then and a much younger guy, giving me a bunch of Hail Marys before pushing me out the back of that fucking plane into ice cold water.  Luckily a fishing boat happened to come along and fish me out of there…but I was pretty fucked up by then and I can tell you that I sure as shit didn’t learn how to swim.”

“So, in effect, Pope, you didn’t do shit to stop the ‘Dirty War’ and, if anything, were complicit….is that correct?”

“As my spokesman has repeatedly noted, no credible proof has ever been adduced against me.”

“I mean, didn’t the name ‘Dirty War’ even strike you as a little odd?”

“Not really…..I mean during wars soldiers get dirty and muddy and stuff.  I figured that’s how they got the name.  And as far as me not ‘doing shit,’ I was busy as hell giving mass, hearing confessions of 80-year-old women, washing the feet of poor and sick people, organizing bake sales, car washes, and other fund raisers, committing sex offenses with alter boys, and a whole lot more.  Why I bet during this war I never got more than eight hours sleep a night with all of the noise and shit that was going on outside.”

“You seem like a coward, Pope Francis…..but if that’s unfair or overly harsh I apologize.”

“That’s okay son…now, let’s do what I do best and let’s pray together because that is my answer to everything.”

The Vatican’s Stunning Choice

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Pope Feces

The Vatican shocked the world by picking a pasty, socially-conservative, old white man as its next Pope  instead of its traditional pick of a vibrant, youthful, progressive man or woman of color.

‘We’re trying to jazz up the church with an old white man for a change,” said 104-year-old Russian Cardinal, Boris Badenov.  

Pope Jorge “Fast Eddie” Bergoglio is from Argentina but will name himself “Francis” after his favorite movie character, “Francis” the talking mule of the old  Donald O’Conner movies of the 50′s.

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“We’re all tried of tradition so we voted in someone no one expected…a pasty white guy who is is anti-gay, anti-homo, anti-non-traditional marriage, anti-abortion, anti-men holding hands, anti-talking with a lisp, anti-men wearing earrings, anti-anything to do with men hanging out with other men in any environment other than sports, but very much pro-priests ‘letting off a little steam and taking the edge off the tension of celibacy’ by indulging every now and then with a little ‘sexual healing’ with appropriate amounts of sex with alter boys and other youngsters who happen to be available,” Cardinal Badenov added.

Pope Francis promises, however, to stem the tide of criticism from decades of unchecked priest sexual abuse by ensuring that it’s properly regulated.

“Pope Francis plans to institute a system where no priest is allowed to sexually abuse more than 50 alter boys a year, “said a spokesperson for the Vatican. ”The new system will be strictly monitored,” added the spokesperson, “so that no priest will be able to surpass his annual allotment.”

“That sounds impossible.  How do you expect to do that?” I asked.

“With alter boy sex ration cards,” the Vatican spokesperson explained.  ”Every priest throughout the world will be issued a sex abuse ration card which will be charged to 50 a year.  Each priest will be required to utilize his card each time he indulges in sex abuse.  Once they surpass 50, they’ll no longer be able to use their cards until they’re recharged at the beginning of the fiscal year.  Pope Francis said this system worked like a charm in Argentina so he decided to institute it for the rest of the world.”

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Sex abuse ration card sample

Cardinals who attended the Conclave this week were issued their individual ration cards and provided enough cards to pass out to the priests in their respective Archdioceses.

After passing out ration cards, Pope Francis headed out to nearby ”Fix it Again Tony’s Bar and Grill”  for a night of partying with some of his closest Cardinal associates.

“The Pope got pretty shitfaced on Grappa and Wild Turkey,” said Badenov.  ”Then a fight broke out and unfortunately he got right in the middle of the shit and somebody called the polizia and I guess they took him downtown to sleep it off.   I mean, the guy’s had a long day.  But tomorrow  he’ll be ready to do the business of the  one billion people who follow him by proudly maintaining the traditions of corruption, racism, sexual abuse, and fear.”

 

Pope Vote

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White smoke means a pasty, old,perverted white guy has been selected

Attention Cardinals….please cast your vote from the list of nominees listed below:

1.) Cardinal from Italy:  40 years in the church who began molesting alter boys as a 22-year-old priest;  is a traditional homophobe and is dead set again women in the church.

2.) Cardinal from Canada:  Has more than 100 under-aged molestations to his credit; 30 years in the church;  Good with his hands, especially when it comes to ass-grabbing of boys aged 14 and under.

3.) Cardinal from America:  41 years in the church who rose through the Catholic ranks by looking the other way while over 150 priests under his jurisdiction committed sex crimes with under aged choir boys;  Has over 200 molestations to his own credit.

4.)  Cardinal from The Philippines:   Reverent and committed to the church….as well as to the molestation of boys at the youngest ages possible.  Coined the phrase, “Sex after Eight and it’s too late.”

5.)  Cardinal from Argentina:  Committed to the Catholic Church with a “hands on” approach to his faith….especially if it means “hands on” young boy asses which he has had his hands on more than 450 times during his decades in the church.

Please select one of the following perverts listed above by circling their name and then casting your vote as quickly as possible so that we can get on with the business of wide-spread corruption, debauchery, secrecy, and perversion of the highest order.

Black smoke means,well, pretty much the same fucking thing as white smoke

Black smoke means,well, pretty much the same fucking thing as white smoke

Latest from Rome….an Atheist’s Perspective

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It’s getting tense in Rome as the largest group of sleazy, creepy, fucked-up, filthy old pedophiles ever to gather in one place, in what is known as a papal conclave, are close to selecting the next sleazebag to head their fucked-up, racist, homophobic,  misogynistic piece-of-shit church.

The so-called conclave, which essentially is a meeting of the College of Cardinal pedophiles, convened to elect the next creepy, young boy-ass-grabbing old bastard, is really just an excuse for a whole bunch of sexually-depraved old cocksuckers to gather with like-minded perverts on a junket in one of the most beautiful cities on earth so they make their fucked-up archdioceses back home think they’re there to do the people’s business when in reality they’re just having a Euro circle jerk of epic proportions.

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“Hey, do any of you fuckers know where I can find Amanda Hugandkiss?”
“ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!”

While reporting on location outside of the fucked-up Vatican, I managed to coral     one pedophile Cardinal, Ivan Whackinoff from Croatia.

Cardinal Ivan Whackinoff

Cardinal Ivan Whackinoff

“Excuse me sir, how’s the Conclave going so far?”

“Ah, it’s going well my son….it’s going well….and with God’s will, we will have selected a Holy Father soon.”

“How many circle jerks have you old fuckers had so far and what’s been the biggest one?”

“Well, funny you ask cause we had a great one just last night as a matter of fact.”

“What happened?”

“There were about 20 of us and we’d been drinking see….and a Cardinal from Canada starting talking about some of his choir boy escapades and then other guys started chiming in with their stories and then one thing led to another and the next thing you know we were in a big circle with our pants down and our dicks in our hands and we just started going to town.”

“Who was the pivot man….you must have had a pivot man?”

“We were pretty wasted so I don’t remember his name but I think it was some Cardinal from America.”

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With the lord’s business done for the day, this motley crew heads to the papacy steam room where they plan on …..well, you don’t want to know.

“No surprise there….right?”

“No of course not….the Americans are always the best at facilitating group jerks.”

“Do you think one’s ability to facilitate a circle jerk will in any way influence your vote for the next Pope?”

“Of course….that’s probably the biggest thing with most of us.  But there are other things that factor in such as how well one dresses up in women’s clothes, how well they’re able to exhibit ‘reach around’ techniques with under-age boys, how quickly they can whip it out…which at the age of most of us, and given our mostly shriveled up state, is no small feat.”

“So have you guys done ANYTHING constructive since you’ve been in Rome besides sit around and swap stories about how many young boys you’ve cornholed over the years?”

“Not really except bitch about how broke all of us are and about how fewer and fewer people are coming to our churches.”

“So, let me ask you an existential question:  do you guys get your rocks off more by literally fucking young boys or by figuratively mind-fucking  the millions in your respective flocks around the work by continuing to perpetuate the myth of a man in the sky and all the rest of the bullshit you guys try to sell poor suckers who trust you and don’t know any better while you’re ripping them off in mind, body, and soul?”

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“So Fred, you fucked many good youngsters this year?”
“Not as many this year as the year before Hal. It’s been a shitty year for the church.  How ’bout you?”

“Well, I can’t speak for everyone else but I get my rocks off equally with both.”

“Good to hear.  I know you have business to take care of, Father, so I’ll let you go. I mean, in the big scheme of things there’s absolutely NOTHING more important than electing another Pope because heaven forbid we go one more helpless moment with an empty throne in the Vatican, right?”

“God bless you son….I’ll pray for you.”

“Yea, you do that.”

Joey Rat-A-Tat-Tat-Zinger

It didn’t take long for retired Pope Benedict to find his next career as he just signed a contract with a NYC comedy club to perform 104 shows over the next two years.

“Fuck it….I’m as happy as a two-peckered billy goat surrounded by a bunch of horny ewe,” laughed a shit-faced pope who went on a drinking binge right after signing his contract with “The Comedy Cellar” located at 117 MacDougal St. in NYC which reportedly will net him about five million dollars.

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People line up for Rat-A-Tat-Tat’s show

Long known as the Vatican’s King of Crude Comedy, the ex-Pope, whose real name is Joseph Ratzinger, will perform as Joey Rat-a-Tat-Tat-Zinger because of his high speed delivery of one-liners.

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Joey Rat-A-Tat-Tat clowns around in a fucked up Santa Claus hat. Underneath that hat, however, is the king of one-liners

Last night was Joe Rat-A-Tat-Tat-Zinger’s first show at “The Comedy Cellar” before a packed house of people who paid as much as $500 for a ticket to see the former Pontiff turned funny man.  Luckily SPB was able to catch  the show and, with permission from The Comedy Cellar, presents part of it below:

“Well now…..what a fucked up looking audience!!!”

(((HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHA))))”

“If my fucking shit-eating dog was as ugly as most of you….why I’d shave his butt and make him walk backwards!”

((((HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR)))!!!!!!

“Good evening ladies and germs…..I’d love to say it’s nice to see all of you mother fuckers…..but I’d BE LYING!!!”

((HAHAHAHHAHHHAHHAHAHAH))!!!!

“Say, how do you get a nun pregnant? Dress her up as an altar boy!!!

(((HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHA)))!

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Rolling on the floor and laughing their asses off at Rat’s zingers

“What do priests and McDonald’s have in common?  They both stick their meat in 10-year-old buns!!!!!”

((HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA)))!!!

“What do you get when you dress like an altar boy and meet the priest?  A holy fuck!!”

(HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA)))))))))))

“What’s the difference between a Catholic priest and a zit? At least a zit waits until you’re a teenager before it cums on your face!!!”

(((HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH ROFALMAOHAR HAR HAR HAR))))!!”

“Do any of you assholes know the name of the generic form of Viagra? Mycoxaflopin!!!!”

((((HAHHHHAHAAAHAHAHHHHHAAHHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHA))))!!!

“Say, here’s a good one:  what happens when you get the Viagra computer virus? It turns your 3 1/2 inch floppy into a hard disk!!”

(((HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR)))))!!!!”

Heckler:  ”Hey Pope Rat-a-Tat….YOU FUCKING SUCK!!”

“Hey a heckler !  Hey buddy….PONTIFF THIS!!!!” says Rat-A-Tat grabbing his balls.

(((HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHAHAHAH!!!)))

If you would like to see the hottest show in America good luck getting tickets. All 104 shows are already sold out said a spokesperson for The Comedy Cellar.  ”Seems everyone wants to see this funny mother fucker.”

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The Pope says Fuck It….I’m Steppin’ Out !!

The Pope has put on his dancing shoes and is ready to get down and boogie.

Sick of all the sex scandals tearing apart his “Pope-ship,” Pope Benedict XVI startled everybody recently, especially Catholics, by saying, “Fuck it, who needs this shit?” and dumped the frumpy clothes, the stupid-ass fake name, (Benedict for god’s sake….who the fuck ever thought of that one?), and put on his best zoot suit and hit the party scene in the Big Apple before the ink was even dry on his resignation.

The former Pope ((flees)) Vatican City (note red Gucci dancing shoes)

“Life is short,” said the ex-Pope, who now calls himself “Joe Rat,” not to be confused with THE “Joe Rat,” aka Joey “Kneecap”  Santorielli of The Bronx, who was indicted last week for racketeering and multiple murder counts.  “I’m like, what…90?  Dude, there’s a town to paint and beaver to bang.”

“Midnight Plowboy”

But Mr. Pope…err, Joe?  You’re like fucking 90!?!?!   Beaver to bang?!?

“Nothing a double dose of Cialis won’t take care of,” added a confident Joe Rat. “I plan to start at clubs on the upper west side and work my way down until I’m downtown sweet Georgia Brown baby,” added the newly cocky ex-Pontiff.  “I’ve got stax of wax that haven’t been played in years including K.C. and the Sunshine Band, The Ohio Players, Confunkshun, The Bar-Kays, Lakeside, and a bunch of others.   Have you ever heard the Silver Convention?” asked “Joe Rat” of a clearly befuddled Southpaw reporter.  “Just feast your ears on this baby…..

Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky

Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky

Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky

The Pope’s chicks….Silver Convention

“Fuck man…is that an eargasm or what?,” asked “Joe Rat,” who seemed genuinely lost in the 70′s.

“Joe Cool”

When reminded by Southpaw that much of the music he mentioned is not only lame, but antiquated and that most club disc jockeys wouldn’t even know what it is much less play it, the ebullient ex-Pontiff said, “I could give a shit man….I’ll just let my records take me to the river baby….and where ever I hang my hat, that’s my home.  Now move aside sonny…I got a gun in my pocket and it’s about ready to go off.”

Unfortunately for the ex-Pope, aka “Joe Rat,” his “steppin’ out” was short-lived as he was arrested just a few hours after checking into the No-Tell Motel on the upper west side for, you guessed it, soliciting prostitution…..of the male persuasion.  So much for “bangin’ beaver.”

I WANT TO PUT ON MY MY MY MY MY
BOOGIE SHOES
JUST TO BOOGIE WITH YOU, YEAH
I WANT TO PUT ON MY MY MY MY MY
BOOGIE SHOES JUST TO BOOGIE WITH YOU,UH HUH
I WANT TO IT IT ‘TIL THE SUN COMES UP
UH HUH, AND I WANT TO DO IT ‘TIL
I CAN’T GET ENOUGH, YEAH, YEAH
I WANT TO PUT ON MY MY MY MY MY
BOOGIE SHOES

The Pope plays with K.C. at recent NYC performance (the Pope is third from the left)

Pat Robertson Fucks Up

It’s not often that the greatest prognosticator of the last 100 years fucks up. But televangelist, Pat Robertson, sure did it this time with Hurricane Sandy as his latest prayer storm backfired big time.

A great big Fuck You from Pat Robertson to God.

“It’s God’s fault…that fucker,” said Robertson refusing to take any responsibility for the fact that the latest hurricane that he conjured up against the northeast seems to have done President Obama more good than his Republican opponent, Mitt Romney….which is exactly the opposite of what Robertson intended.

“You called God a fucker?” I asked Robertson with surprise.

“Sure.  He really let me down this time.  He’s come through in the past for sure with Hurricane Katrina which we prayed-up to get rid of blacks, queers, and debauchery in New Orleans and more recently when he helped move Hurricane Issac away from the Republican convention in August.  But when we really needed him he just plain fucked up.”

Robertson is livid that God let him down

Polls show that instead of Hurricane Sandy giving Romney momentum in battleground states such as Ohio and Colorado, it has allowed President Obama to look Presidential and commanding while relegating Romney to a subservient role of pussydom.

“David Axelrod must have gotten to God is all I can say,” said a bitter Robertson.   “Either that, or God has turned queer.”

David Axelrod denies influencing God to David Gregory on Meet the Press

“You know that’s pretty blasphemous don’t you?” I reminded Robertson.  ”Don’t you worry about about getting into the Kingdom of Heaven yourself when your time comes?”

“No, I don’t.  I have a non-refundable ticket to get in anytime I want.  Even God can’t cancel my ticket.  Besides, for many of us this latest move of his is the last straw.  It seems clear that God has turned into a Kenyan-loving Socialist and many of us have had enough of it.”

“What are you going to do about it?”

“Well Falwell, Fred Phelps and I used to talk about the possibility of a bunch of us starting up our own heaven where only like-minded evangelicals can go.    I think with this most recent betrayal from God, we’re just going to go ahead and do it.”

“How much is that going to cost?” I asked.

“A lot…which is why I would like to ask all of my millions of followers out there to reach deep down and give as much as you can to our cause.  We hope to raise the necessary 100 billion dollars it’s estimated to take to start up the Pat Robertson-Phelps-Falwell Heaven and we hope to have it up and running by 2016.”

“What if you die before then?”

“Well then I’ll just go to God’s heaven in protest and continue to facilitate my fund-raising for this project until it’s complete.  And then I’ll just move.”

“So, again I ask all of my followers to donate at least $100 by going to http://www.PatRobertsonKingdom.com  The more you give, the closer you’ll get to having a seat next to the God in our Heaven.”

“And who might that be?”

“Who do you think?”

Mitt Romney’s Red Badge of Courage

Dawn approached in the wee hours of of the night and all was quiet on the front.  The two young troops were dug into their foxholes waiting for daylight….waiting for the word from their commander that it was time for the mission to begin.  Corporal Mitt Romney’s teeth chattered in the bitter cold while Pvt. Joe Shlabotnik pulled his trench coat tighter around himself in a futile effort to stay warm.

“You’re awfully quiet over there Joe.  What’re thinking about?”

“Oh I’m just thinking about what I’m gonna do when this is finally all over,” said Pvt Shlabotnik.

“So what’re gonna do?”

“Well, I’m gonna enjoy some of my mom’s home cookin’….and then I’m gonna walk over to my best girl’s house down the block and I’m gonna give her a big hug….that’s what I’m gonna do.”

“That sure sounds nice Joe.”

“Well, what are YOU gonna do Mitt?”

“I’m gonna pray Joe.  That’s the first thing I always do….pray and give thanks for all the things I have to be thankful for.”

“And after that?”

“Well, I’m gonna give my best girl Ann a big kiss and a hug.”

“You gotta a picture of your best girl Mitt?

“I sure do Joe…”

“WOW!  She’s a real looker Mitt.”

“Here’s a picture of me and Ann as the homecoming King and Queen.  This picture is of me as class President and Ann as my class secretary. And that’s me as the High School Quarterback and Ann in her head cheerleading outfit looking adoringly at me.”

Corporal Romney and his girl Ann at homecoming

“What’s that a picture of?  It looks like you and five other guys have some kid with long hair on the ground and it looks like you got your hand down his pants and you’re ripping his underwear out.”

“Oh yea.  That was some kid we had at school who we didn’t feel belonged because we thought he was different….so we taught him a lesson.”

“Here’s my senior class picture.”

“Hmmm, everyone in these pictures seems to be white.  Didn’t you have any blacks or Mexicans in your class Mitt?”

“Nahh. Those people have all the advantages. The mission of our high school was to give rich white kids a fair shot.”

“It’s almost morning.  I can see the sun coming up.  It sure is quiet out here.  Are you scared Mitt?”

“Yea I’m scared Joe…..but as long as our Heavenly Father is with us I know we’ll be okay.  I suspect Commander Smith will be giving us our orders soon so we’d better get ready.”

“Do you think we’re gonna make it Mitt?”

“Trust in God Pvt Shlabotnik….and we’ll make it.  Now let’s go down the checklist to make sure you’re prepared ….”

“White, short-sleeved, starched shirt with collar….check.”

“Black, J.C. Penny slacks with black belt…..check.”

“Black clip-on tie….check.”

“Black, military-style Oxford shoes…..check.”

“Name tags…..check.”

“One bicycle apiece with one cheap bike helmet for each of us….check.”

“One Book of Mormon apiece and one Bible each…..check.”

“Two black backpacks stuffed with Mormon flyers, pamphlets, handouts, and bookmarks….check.”

Corporal Romney and Pvt Shlabotnik ready for battle

“Looks like we’re ready Pvt Shlabotnik.  May God be with us in our fight.”

“(((Corporal Romney….Corporal Romney…This is Commander Joseph Smith….come in….come in….are you there Corporal Romney?….)))”

The call to arms comes from Commander Joseph Smith at Command Headquarters in Salt Lake City.

“YES SIR COMMANDER SMITH! This is Corporal Romney and Pvt Shlabotnik reporting as ordered.”

“Are you prepared for battle?”

“Yes sir, we are.”

“Then when you’re ready, you are to depart your foxhole and go door-to-door in  the southern Christian neighborhood in Alabama where you are currently at.  Good luck men…..and may God be with you.”

Commander Joseph Smith

“Thank you sir.”

“Pvt Shlabotnik….are you ready?”

“I’m ready Corporal Romney.”

“Always remember….we’re here to spread the word of Mormonism and convert as many people as possible.  I want you to know, if you don’t make it out of here, I’ll give your love to the folks back in Salt Lake City.   And if I don’t make it, will you give my love to Ann?”

“Yes Corporal Romney.”

“Then….LET’S GO …..HOOAH!!!!!”

(For his courageous efforts in this particular battle, Corporal Romney was awarded the Mormon Purple Heart….which means a southern, evangelical white man who believes Mormonism is a cult, sicked his pit bull on Romney which grabbed him by his right pants leg causing some minor scratches on his ankle and some teeth marks on his Oxford.  The incident also caused Corporal Romney to cry, prompting Pvt . Shlabotnik to console him.)

Pvt Shlabotnik consoles Corporal Romney after he is bitten by a dog

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Note from Editor:  For something a tad crazier, try Clarence Thomas Arrested for Impersonating a Black Man