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The various drugs Jesus was on were beginning to wear off, but the visuals were still strong.
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| I am the High Angel Dogonball. I am here, in my green speedos and gay star-top, to warn you that you may be dying. | |
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Dogonball's words shocked Jesus considerably. Was it true? Was Jesus the Invincible actually... dying?? Only time will tell...
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| Whoa these hallucinations are deeeeep, maan | |
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| I am the voice of God. You are not dying. Sit tight ill brb k? | |
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Hallucinating God sent Jesus' mind spinning. What was next? Was the trip going to gain intensity?
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| Oh shit, I think I'm beginning to feel the fear... | |
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| Hello, I am here. But I cannot hear. For I have feet in my ears. And now I'm going to use my feet (the ones in my ears, not on my legs) to trample you (horizontally) to death. k thx bye jesus. | |
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