In reality, the "web" (interesting name..."come into my parlour," said the gay hebrew negro internet inventor to the good Christian Fly.) is a cesspool--offering up PORNOGRAPHY to young girls. Young nubile girls. Lord have mercy! I got the shakes...MMMMHHMMMMM. Push away that unclean device called "keyboard" and come outside...to Jesus. Look out that window. Go on, don't be afraid. See that man? The one by the tree. That's right, the savior loves Hacky Sack. Go out there and ask to play a round. Now, don't look him directly in his eyes until he gives you the o.k. or he'll strike you dead. He'll give you a good running start in any case. He loves you that way. Jesus, Bush, America, Freedom. Can I get a witness to TESTIFY on God's American Love?
