Saturday, June 25, 2011

THE 11th HOUR

The Catholic governor of New York, who looks like an Italian mobster, signed their new gay marriage law at 11:55 pm Friday. So that it could be on all the front pages on the anniversary of Nicole Kidman's gay wedding to her Irish Leprechaun musician at a Catholic church down under. Like I said, the gospel of Paul is gay, according to the revealed word of God in D&C 76.

Therefore, an AMTRAK train staffed by gentlemanly Negros from Obama's Chicago, was rammed like a REV.9 stingray by a big double gravel rig west of Lovelock, Nevada on the same day; en route to Pelosi's Catholic Gay Area station located right between 666 Berkley and gangland Oakland, CA. [Think IT CAME FROM BENEATH THE SEA meets THE GRADUATE.]

Loveland is the state prison town where OJ is comfortably spending his retirement years. On the one hand, I'm angry that he got away with murder. On the other hand, I'd like to buy the 666 man a ROLLS ROYCE for having demonstrated the law of Israel regarding the form of cutthroat punishment reserved for lascivious blond women who commit adultery. Next to murder, adultery is the most serious crime that one can commit under the covenants of Israel spelled out in the 2bc.info

But that law does not apply to you if you were raised under the pseudo Christianity of today's Sodom and Egypt, 'where also our Lord was crucified' in REV.11. In fact, there are no laws at all in the heaven that awaits those who learned to love the law of the Father while in the 666 flesh. In other words, you get to do a little loving FFing when you are in the missionary field; like Keira and Sienna and Jenny and Jen and Sandy and so on...

Which is why the younger ones who have been afforded a fuller look at the law, during their coming-of-age TWN/GSR years, understand why they should save their NAKED LUNCH appetites for when they are on the set of some exotic indie film shoot in Tangiers or Rome.

Wimbledon's royal grass balls tournament has started. So it's high time for more bloody Elizabeth Hurley I-95 signs and wonders in today's '40 Mile Desert' wilderness of lost Israel in the state where God made Ireland's LEPRECHAUN 3 meets CASINO meets DOMINO meets LEAVING LAS VEGAS meets my remake of VIVA LAS VEGAS starring Lindsay Lohan. That meets THE MISFITS starring the impossible crazy Ms. Fox and directed by her potential cinematic husband Gus Van Sant.

Sandra Bullock was the sterling silver plated one who first introduced us to this year's no.125 Indian medicine wheel anniversary themes. That were always corroborated by her signature strawberry jam and cream pictorials in PREMIERE magazine etc. Hence her new English Tudor Branch Davidian compound in the highlands of the 7 hills of Beverly Hills, Los Angeles.

Walking back Saturday by SANDI's SIGNS and 76 UNION for THE WALKER prophecy, I saw some chubby kid in a black Tee that had old fashion typewriter letters on it that were blown up like Obama's cfake birth certificate, which said "NIGHTMARE".

So I returned to THE CHECKOUT and bought Spike Lee's obvious prophecy about the Mr.X mystery muslim man in the Oval Office, right behind some fat woman who was getting a Mr. Potato Head bag of NAPOLEON DYNAMITE Idaho spuds and a box of unripe strawberries to go with her select 'Whitey' meat can of Mr Zero tuna fish.

Which is why this really darling Natalie Merchant look alike from Albany, NY was at STARBUCKS drove-up post Saturday after some gay guy passed through in his red MUSTANG COBRA bearing Obama's '804 ZVV' birth certificate date while I read the Iran report in Thursday's NYT; noting the new beast's reformed and remade 70s German VW Love Bus on 410 in the corner of my eye.

GSR/TWN

PS: That fat 40ish mother who was buying a sack of no.1 size Mr. Potato Head bakers had a 15ish daughter with her in PINK logo hot pants that showed off her tight little ass that was even higher than a topless Rosie Hunter-Whitely bikini pic in a VICTORIA'S SECRET catalogue.

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