posted September 16, 2005 01:21 AM         

Otherwise, no doubt it goes much deeper than that.

Now granted, this thread may not have all of the appeal of talking endlessly about a meat carcass that gets shuffled around by the spirit beneath it, but we have something that other threads don't have...

We have SATAN, aka LUCIFER to add that little extra touch of drivel that most of the skin-and bones-are-gods-to-be-worshipped immortality threads don't have. (Not knocking immortality mind you...just the threads.)

There hasn't been a combination THIS brilliant since...I dunno...um...preztels and liver? Beets and collard greens? (Pizza and ice cream?!)

Yes this is

MALKHOUF'S DEVIL LOVIN' BODY WORSHIPPING SOAPBOX

So have at it folks...anyone else feel like playing with themselves (with their Horned Hand) while reading something by Anton Lavey?

So tell us about why you think YOUR body is so important..then tell us how much do YOU love Lucifer? (The lovely morning star!!! Yea! Throw my panties on the stage!! Woohoo!)

Thanks for the entirely almost not quite thought provoking material, man. Oh, and thanks for using my name to propagate your verbal diarrhea.

(cue Elton john) Can you feeeeeeelll the looooove toniiiight?

posted September 16, 2005 07:50 AM         

Seek the Truth
and the Truth
will set you free.

posted September 16, 2005 10:19 AM         

Love,

posted September 16, 2005 04:07 PM         

You're a moron malkhouf. Why don't you go bugger Lucifer and his entourage of "boring stars" in your closet, ok?

You know full well who my wife is and its not Meili. My wife doesn't even speak English all that well, she's Mexican. You pea-brained gimp with one hand down yer pants and the other on your keyboard. (Why I'm responding to a clod with no heart is beyond me.)

Please don't say you're sorry. Unless you're talking about your state of being, in which case...right on..we couldn't be in more agreement.

Now back the f*** off dirt lover...unless watching my ego writhe and my heart go numb is entertaining for you and your Dark Lord, in which case HAVE AT IT. You'd both be transparent and amusing if I stopped to think about it.

I don't feel like stopping, nor do I feel like thinking about it.

And tell your Master that I said thanks for the soul infection. Let him know my spiritual immune system is handling it well, its the initial throes of "fever" that are the hardest to handle. And this is as bad as its gunna get. He'll never get to me like he's gotten to you...

See, I'll recover...you won't. And neither will he.