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At the old snagglepus factory, my brain is bombarded every painful second (each stretching a year) with terrible anti-music. The hell speakers relentlessly shoot out hologram beavers that flip circles around my head while ferociously gnawing on my skull and brain. Well I've tried really hard NOT to focus on the direct beam of bitch slapping lava-puke neocacophony, as hard as that feat is, and instead with what little concentration I have left that isn't bent on killing all life, concentrate on what the lyrics are actually saying. Is there a hidden message from god inside directly for me (a very evil god)? Well I found out something. The music lyrics are actually MOCKING me. Phil Collins and other unspeakable otherdimensional demons KNOW they torment me. They mock me by redundantly and hypocritically (probably sarcastically to rub it in my face) "singing" about how... oh forget it. Just check this out: These are the mutant hell memes: song 1: This song is called "don't cry out loud". In this song some monster lady CRIES OUT LOUD, OH LORD DOES SHE *WAIL* OUT LOUD, about NOT crying out loud. DOOOOON"T CRYYYYYYyYYyYYYY OUUUUUUT LOOOOOOOOUD! I'm GONNA KEEP RAPING YOUR BRAIN WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!" wtf, hypocritical bitch SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP YOU ARE MY DEATH!@ relentless relentless relentless relentless relentless This song alone has made me as insane as the son of sam but there is more. |
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DOOOON"T CRRYYYYYYYY OUUUUUUUT LOOOOOOOOUD! JUST KEEP IT IN YOOOOUR ANUUUUUUUS! I WIIIILLL POOOP ON YOUOOUR HEEEEEEAD! I WILL BUY TICKETS TO GO SEE YOUR CONSIRT PLEES!!! sorry, song 2) This song is by Genesis, aka PHIL COLLINS, a owefg oajwg pajwg aw***** aAHHHHSH HS I AM GON ING INSANE HELP ME GMORK **** sorry, aka phil collins the SAME man who's memes are so hideously powerful that he was able to single handedly ruin an entire disney movie, Tarzan. Anyway this song goes like this: "IS ANYBODY LISTENING! WHOOA OH OH OH! THERE'S NO REPLY AAAT AAAAAALLL!" Now seriously, what the fuck!! YES I DAMN WELL AM LISTENING TO YOU YOU SOULLESS SPAWN OF SATAN'S ANUS AND I WISH TO WHATEVER GOOD LEFT IN THIS UNIVERSE THAT YOU HAVN"T DESTROYED, THAT YOUR ENTIRE MEMEPLEX WILL STRANGLE YOU TO DEATH AND THEN 5 PLANES WILL CRASH ON YOU SKULL THEN YOU WILL BE BROUGHT BACK TO LIFE AND SENT TO ANOTHER DIMENSION TO LIVE FOR 500 BILLION YEARS WHERE YOU WILL DIE UNIQUE EXTREMELY PAINFUL WAYS 100 TIMES A DAY ONLY TO KEEP RESPAWNING AND RETAINING A MEMORY OF ALL YOUR PAST LIVES!!!!!!!!!! Phil collins is the most powerful demon alive today or ever. Bibles of the future will reference him, including satan as a footnote. song 3) This FUN song goes like this I HAVE IT PERMANENTLY INGRAINED INTO MY BRAIN AND WANT TO SAW MY HEAD IN HALF: "I WAAANT TO GEEEET AAAAWAAAAAAAY! I WAAAANT TO FLLYYYYYYyyyYYYY AWAAAAAAAAAY! YEAAAAAH, YEAAAAH, YEAAAAAAH!" DOUBLEYOU TEE EFF THAT"S EXACTLY WHAT I WANT YOU COLLIDING MOLECULE DISRESPECTING SON OF PHIL COLLINS! GET AWAY! GET THE *FUCK* AWAY AND STOP SINGING! JUST STOP!!!!!! I am dying. You are killing me. This motherfucker sings about wanting to get away then NEVER DOES IT. EVERYDAY he sings about it. JUST DO IT ASSHOLE! I'M SURE THERE IS A FAR MORE DISGUISTING ORIFICE ON SOME ALIEN PLANET THAT WOULD BE FAR MORE ACCURATE. God is sad he invented sound because of... entities like you. PLUS you are all EXTREMELY RICH! I ought to get rich from physically torturi |
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ng you; same difference. $ % ^ # & * ( ! * / _ + ) * & # ^ # # ^ & * * * ** * * Z Z *end* |
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happy new year w M w |
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Help me horsefactory! I need a hug! You do not sing do you??? I CAN'T TRUST ANYONE! |
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can't you look for another job? |
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pin this on the bulletin board at the snagglepus factory? OH MAN that would be so sweet. It would just get taken down, but SOME PEOPLE WOULD READ IT, ha ha ha ha! Such a weak power I wield. Help me kill them. I need your help. We can only kill them together. They must die. You know of their sins. If they havn't gotten to you yet, it is only a matter of time. In the distant future, the entire universe will be rule bla bla boia bl blab |
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... that's GENIOUS... I'm crying right now... YOU SAVED ME HORSEFACTORY!! Maybe I don't have to kill myself after all!!!!! |
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Dear Captain Joseph Borrelli, I am deeply hurt by your calling me a wemon hater. I am not. But I am a monster. I am the 'Son of Sam.' I am a little brat. When father Sam gets drunk he gets mean. He beats his family. Sometimes he ties me up to the back of the house. Other times he locks me in the garage. Sam loves to drink blood. 'Go out and kill,' commands father Sam. 'Behind our house some rest. Mostly young -- raped and slaughtered -- their blood drained -- just bones now. Papa Sam keeps me locked in the attic too. I can't get out but I look out the attic window and watch the world go by. I feel like an outsider. I am on a different wavelength then everybody else -- programmed too kill. However, to stop me you must kill me. Attention all police: Shoot me first -- shoot to kill or else keep out of my way or you will die! Papa Sam is old now. He needs some blood to preserve his youth. He has had too many heart attacks. 'Ugh, me hoot, it hurts, sonny boy.' I miss my pretty princess most of all. She's resting in our ladies house. But I'll see her soon. I am the 'Monster' -- 'Beelzebub' -- the chubby behemouth. I love to hunt. Prowling the streets looking for fair game -- tasty meat. The wemon of Queens are prettyist of all. It must be the water they drink. I live for the hunt -- my life. Blood for papa. Mr. Borrelli, sir, I don't want to kill anymore. No sur, no more but I must, 'honour thy father.' I want to make love to the world. I love people. I don't belong on earth. Return me to yahoos. To the people of Queens, I love you. And I want to wish all of you a happy Easter. May God bless you in this life and in the next. |
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Serving SIX life terms LOL David Berkowitz: Forgiven for Life LOL This site is maintained to bring Praise, Glory and Honor to the Lord Jesus Christ for the work He is doing in David's life and in the lives of countless others. Only Jesus Christ can change a serial killer and an avowed Satanist into a lover of people and a lover of God! LOL Oh my gosh... seriously all of humanity are simple minded children. They have no nourishment. They're all so primitive and ubla blab lkba wo jb |
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Oh yeah, happy new year. |
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happy new year. |
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