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He that annoyeth thy
comrade, shalt be slapped with a stick of cheese. |
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 | Thou must love the "Suicide Song" as
greatly a thou loves thine own mother. |
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 | He who poppeth the pills, shalt haveth
no friends. |
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 | He who wishes to liveth as long and
joyful as thine Lord and Master shalt have the bagel with the creamy,
creamy, cheesy, cheesy, creamy cheese. Myne words cannot stress this
enough. |
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 | Thy shall riseth up and deliver thine
squirrel to yonder bagel shop to receive the creamy, creamy. cheesy,
cheesy, creamy cheese. |
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 | If thou is annoyed by comrade, yet hath
no stick of cheese, thou shalt resort to some f**king heavy nut tossing. |
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 | He who does not bathe, is a terrorist. |
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 | He who hath openly mocked thine Lord
and Master, shalt have children, only to have them smite down, then
their remains shalt be shovethed down thine throat. |
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 | He who desires to taketh thine own
life, shalt be mocked to myne heart's content. |
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 | He who desires to have some meaning in
thine life, shalt join and attempt to understand the importance of His
way. |
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 | Thou shalt freeth thy mind from the
matrix but not to attempt any crazy, slow motion kung fu sh*t. |
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 | Thou shalt keepeth an eye out for new
episodes spreading the word of the Lord and Master. |
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 | Pidgey, Pidgey, Pidgey,... Po-Ta-To! |
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 | He who poppeth the pills, must inquire
to the effects and therefore must poppeth more pills to preventeth the
Death. |
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 | If thou listen to "Every Rose has its
Thorn", thou art obligated to breaketh thine CD and slit thine wrists with
the broken pieces. |
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 | Thine Lord and Master loves and
protects thine way of life, therefore thou art obligated to follow His
word and in return thou shalt be accepted unto His divine vision. |
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 | If thou cometh across a wallet, thou
shalt consult the Powers that Be. |
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 | Medication for all those whoever wish
for it or need it. |
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 | If thou use the internet through the
via-web, by satellite, delivered by camel, whilst in a cave, thou art most
definitely a terrorist. |
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 | Any child who whineths in a house that
serveth the food, thine child's birthgivers shalt but smacketh the whining
out of him. |
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 | He who taketh McDonalds to court for
making people fat, thou art obliged to speaketh "Yes, your Honor. I
am a fat bastard." |
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 | He who masks a small item with a big
title, shalt have thine testicles squeezethed in a vice. |
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 | He who mocketh your Lord and Master,
shalt taste His squirrelly wrath. |
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 | If thou insists on the Lord and Master
to use His squirrelly wrath to create more fan mail, then He will useth
His squirrelly wrath not to maketh another fan mail, but to rain
fire on thine person, thine domicile, thine family, and even thine dog. |
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