Saint Internet

I may not be very smart_in some peoples opinion, and, may not eather have the best ability_of expressing the reality, which is me. But, Jesus Christ, to you or not_may-i-be, to a person i have known_all of six(6) years, and, was once my neighbour_for five(5) of them, i am not ownly Jesus Christ, but, the exact same person who is about to paint two of their buildings for them, ahem~ bitch!!

Why do people think some simple-fucK_like me, went about claiming all these titles_from the very people whom should have been, and, now are the ones whom wished&wish most to deny me? Do you think, George Bush (DUBYA) wants to admit to the world: he used me to blackmail the North Amercian Television-industry & Mass-media alike; into allowing him to launch his nasty little war; anymore than, Oprah Winfrey, wants to admit to that same world:"it was her & Rosie O'Doneal's dirty little trick in Pljurizing me_in the creations of their magazine empires that, George, was able to play his hand in the first place?"
Yea, you better read that one over again,huh!

The fact is, and, you know it: "in their secret hiding-places, their vaults, even in their divers-places & their under-grounds, records are being kept of my Secret-communications with Establishment. Those records are being guarded so fiercely, the Heaven's themselves can prove Them`selves ownly the One's_most powerfull enough_to reveal those secrets, and, i alone have become our God's-messenger. Pray i have the strength to carry myMission to myPeople!!"

None of this, of course, makes it any easier; living next-door to that old, black, leathery, big-mouthed, Niggerish Church-lady!! With her constant hallelujah's at the top of her lungs & the verbal denyingazation aThe, Christ, before her, probably anyone else would`aChoped her up, and, burried her under the front-stoop_by now..?/!! But...wtf
We both know:"if daddy wants to get even with all his little nasty's, he can take care`a them_much the way i do with Grumpy Old-bitch, nextdoor; whereas in her case, all i really have to do to make her crazy, is knock the cutting-board against her kitchen wall_while chopping vegatables for supper, and, my mear presents to her close proximity_will have her blaspheming me at the top of her lings_for an hour; until i almost have to think Chi about to give herself a heart-attack! Or i could always open the door, durring one of her meny trips throughout the day_in and out of the building, and, watch as the old-biddy points to the floor_telling me to get-down on my knees & beg for myFathers forgivness.
That's always a riot too; whenever Saint-internet, wants to have himself a good laugh...
" I'm not just, how-you-say, anybody else...
am i, because, no matter how one looks at it, if you make yourslf an enemy of mine, i'm lickly to strike-you-down, and, in ways you may have never have even realized. Pa, didn't raise no sissy/Right & thank-you!"