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Yea, though he was God, he taunted the crowd like he was really just an insecure human... and even projected his tongue towards them, as if to say NAA naa naa NAA naa!
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| I don't need everyone to believe in me anyway... just enough to pay my bills motherfuckers! | |
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But he was 'with it' enough to know that he had to say radical stupid things to attract believers from the well populated genus 'Philistinii'... and so he did.
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| "For I have come to turn a man against his father, a daughter against her mother," | |
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| Hey! That's the kinda' talk I like! My genus and species is 'Philistinii bufooneronus'. Do I qualify as a slatheringly subservient sycophantic servant of your boorishly insipid, but wise sermons? | |
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| Throw in 'bent-knee slobbering ass-kisser' and you gotta' deal! | |
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| Oh LORDY...! I'll shake on that! C'mon now... shake it with me... *shake shake, wag wag, diddle diddle*, C'mon...shake it with me. Don't make me shake it all alone! There you go... now we're cookin'! | |
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