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I was in a hotel last weekend, after getting drunk and playing darts with a strange redneck. I returned to my room pretty blasted and decided to relax for an hour before going to the hotel bar for some drinks with some co-workers I was there with.

Anyway I am looking through the drawers next to the bed and what does old Rocky Racoon find? Yep, a copy of Gideon's Bible...

Now look I am not against the fact that people want to or should or do believe in, God, Vishnu, Allah, Moses, Abraham, The fact that Reagan was a great president. Even though they maybe true or false but I start reading the fuckin green book and I am just fuckin amazed.

So what do I do? I start writing on the bible making notes... what's the point of this thread you maybe asking...

Well I finally figured out the spooks were right, GOD is black.

Figure it simply this way. God created the heavens and earth... yeah you know he just poped out of nowhere with these cool powers, just like that. He created man the same week yet scientificly we didn't appear for billions of years after the fact but who needs real facts? It's religion after all.

Now GOD created man of his own image, but we think of our image as it is today... AH HA!!!!!!

No, when GOD "created man" he had to create man as he first appeared and we all know we stem from 'apes' or 'ape like creatures' Not apes as we know them today. But 'cavemen' or 'mongoloids'. So if GOD created man of his own image then god is an 'ape-like mongoloid' Thus making GOD not white but Black.

Yes I came up with all this while I was very drunk and wanted to share it with you all week but I was 'detained'.

666 posts. And I'm a whore? I think not.
you tools can all just suck my red lepracy infected jizz oozing dick......

that's all I had to say. Thank you and have a nice day1

The light pains my eyes....

Should I even bother reading the posts that were made while I was "away"?...

Fuckin Bob Dylan Rocks. I just bought Blonde on Blonde this has to be the second best album I have ever Bought in my entire life.

So to you Luna I say I be sorry ,yo.


<center>Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again
Oh, the ragman draws circles
Up and down the block.
I'd ask him what the matter was
But I know that he don't talk.
And the ladies treat me kindly
And furnish me with tape,
But deep inside my heart
I know I can't escape.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.

Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley
With his pointed shoes and his bells,
Speaking to some French girl,
Who says she knows me well.
And I would send a message
To find out if she's talked,
But the post office has been stolen
And the mailbox is locked.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.

Mona tried to tell me
To stay away from the train line.
She said that all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood like wine.
An' I said, "Oh, I didn't know that,
But then again, there's only one I've met
An' he just smoked my eyelids
An' punched my cigarette."
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.

Grandpa died last week
And now he's buried in the rocks,
But everybody still talks about
How badly they were shocked.
But me, I expected it to happen,
I knew he'd lost control
When he built a fire on Main Street
And shot it full of holes.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.

Now the senator came down here
Showing ev'ryone his gun,
Handing out free tickets
To the wedding of his son.
An' me, I nearly got busted
An' wouldn't it be my luck
To get caught without a ticket
And be discovered beneath a truck.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.

Now the preacher looked so baffled
When I asked him why he dressed
With twenty pounds of headlines
Stapled to his chest.
But he cursed me when I proved it to him,
Then I whispered, "Not even you can hide.
You see, you're just like me,
I hope you're satisfied."
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.

Now the rainman gave me two cures,
Then he said, "Jump right in."
The one was Texas medicine,
The other was just railroad gin.
An' like a fool I mixed them
An' it strangled up my mind,
An' now people just get uglier
An' I have no sense of time.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.

When Ruthie says come see her
In her honky-tonk lagoon,
Where I can watch her waltz for free
'Neath her Panamanian moon.
An' I say, "Aw come on now,
You must know about my debutante."
An' she says, "Your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you want."
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.

Now the bricks lay on Grand Street
Where the neon madmen climb.
They all fall there so perfectly,
It all seems so well timed.
An' here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what price
You have to pay to get out of
Going through all these things twice.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again.
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<div align="center"><span style='font-family:verdana'><span style='font-size:15pt;line-height:100%'>LET GONZO BE FREE!</span></span></div>

This is the official petition to the higher courts of CDIH.net to let the prisoner known as GonzoStyle to be freed from prison. It is the people's opinion that he has served his sentence wisely and has reformed himself into a model citizen. Therefore, let the oppression of the kid toucher end here.

Signed
The Denizens of CDIH.net

Please, it hurts now....

It's so cold, I may have to start urinating on myself to keep warm.

I get the feeling that everybody is going to go on vaction and forget that poor Gonzo is down in the dungeon hanging against the wall, starving, tired, and unloved.

Sort of that old man hanging on the wall in Camelot.




<---Gonzo