Re: Sermon for Monday, July 3 -- Don't Get Your Hopes Up [Was: XXX-DAY!!! WOW!!!]

From: "Rev. Pee Kitty" <pkitty@brainpuke.REMOOVE-THIS.com>
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Date: Fri, Jul 7, 2000 7:42 PM
Message-ID: <8k60u825r1@news2.newsguy.com>

Unit 4 <UnitIV@SPUTUM.com> wrote:
> }In all seriousness, we all mourn Craig, and are sad he was the first
> }casuality at an X-Event.
>
> You mean Pee Kitty's complete collapse of his Isles of Langerhans were
> one of the scheduled events?

Actually, that was my scheduled RANT.

At the last minute, I decided on performance art instead.

--
Rev. Pee Kitty, of the order Malkavian-Dobbsian
Meow!

Q. What's the best thing that humans do for the planet?
A. Die.
(Dr. DynaSoar Iridium)
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Subject: Re: Sermon for Monday, July 3 -- Don't Get Your Hopes Up [Was: XXX-DAY!!! WOW!!!]
From: GKhan9, Reformed Church of Enki <gkhan9@my-deja.com>
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Date: Mon, Jul 10, 2000 3:31 PM
Message-ID: <8kdfan$a4b$1@nnrp1.deja.com>

In article <39616035.48771619@news.enteract.com>,
andreux@eterna.net (andreux) wrote:

> Actually, there was MORE NEKKIDNESS than most of us really
> CARED for, if you know what i mean... and if you were there,
> you know EXACTLY what I mean.

Yeah, but I WASN'T! There isn't a SINGLE Overman First Class in the
entire Boston AREA, or I WOULD HAVE BEEN THERE.

> That's right... LIL-A-PALOOZA, where ze bands shall play on
> time!!!

When I rule the world, P. Lil is going to be my Antipope. She's
everything my Dad WISHES he could be, AND she's got better fashion
sense. And while I'm on the subject of role reversal, I'd like to
point out that if my Mom ever met P. Kitty, she'd probably forget that
my dad and my stepdad ever existed. Of course, P. Kitty's Pstench is
so strong it would probably bore a hole through her BRANE, but OH WELL.

> And, this leads me to my new "catchphrase for X-Days":
>
> ENLIGHTENMENT, DEATH, OR ETERNAL BOREDOM. YOU MUST CHOOSE.
>
> I *was* going to engage in a heated sermon about this issue,
> about returning to that Old Timey Religious roots of HATE,
> HATE and MORE HATE, but it struck me... This year at least,
> everyone got one or more of three choices:
>
> ENLIGHTENMENT, DEATH, OR ETERNAL BOREDOM.

And herein Andreux goes off on his tangent. Which is fine, because
I've got a fuck of a Kill "Bob" story to tell about here anyway.

FEAR AND HUMPING ON THE ROAD TO DOBBSTOWN
PART I: I HAVE NO MUG, AND I MUST DRINK

It was a cold afternoon as I climbed on the bus for Boston. I knew
that the message had been sent, but would it reach them in time? No
way of knowing - after all, J.R. had "borrowed" my cell phone for a
business call, and I hadn't seen him since. I felt confident, however,
that my situation had been made apparent to the powers that be.

It wasn't until I woke up in Louisianna that I realized something was
wrong. VERY WRONG.

I got off the bus, still drowzy from the pillz, and lit a cigarette.
The bus, and the smoke, made a lazy left turn backing out. The sun
glinted off the mirror, and I reached for my mirrorshades. That was
when I noticed...

...the bus driver was smoking a pipe...

...and wearing my sunglasses.

"FUCK!!!!!"

The shots winged the back of the Greyhound, but it was already away
from the terminal and picking up speed. In desperation, I waved down a
taxi behind it the hard way ("STOP." Click. "MOVE.") and sped off after
him. I had to ditch the car along the highway when a stray shot took
out the carberator. The girl in the backseat was looking a little
green, but she could still move.

"What's your name, honey?"
"V...v...v..."
"Voodoo? Vampire? Vegtable?"
"Veronica..."
"Roni, here's the scoop. That motherfucker is the Devil Himself,
basically, and I'm one of the agents chasing him."
"Uhhhh..."

TO BE CONTINUED.

> As Papa Joe said on Saturday, it's a sad moment when
> a majority of those who flew to Brushwood bought
> ROUND TRIP TICKETS.

I bought a one way to BOSTON, you fuckers. WHERE THE HELL IS
MY "BOB"DAMN PLEASURE SAUCER, ALREADY!!!!

> "Oh, but this year, it was about SEX..."
>
> If you thought Brushwood this year was only
> about SEX, then no wonder you didn't GET OFF.

Oh, fuck you, buddy.

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