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Christ the Lord is in a spot of bother
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| Oh God why have you foresaken me you rotten, stinking cunt if it's not a rude question? | |
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| It IS a rude question you fucking gay. | |
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| What a dirty great God-disgusting piece of shit HE is. | |
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| I heard that, you dirty little paedo, even if you did use little circles instead of a triangle. Now I'm coming down there to spazz off great ropes of Godseed all over your beard and loins. | |
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And down came the Lord with his huge swollen Godcock at half-mast
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| Oh cunting hell I've got a painfully strong erection | |
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| Oh drat, engulfed by my own God-mess. Just you fucking wait - when I've gobbled my way out of here, I'll put you over my knee and create a new kind of wasp in your back passage. | |
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