September 21, 2004
A few years ago, I was curled in a fetal position on a filthy mattress while sucking on an opium pipe somewhere in Asia. I nodded off and had a tumultuous dream. I saw a FLAMING ANGEL, who resembled Richard Simmons, descending from the ceiling with a bottle of vitamins in one hand and a pack of condoms in the other.
He frightened me. I wanted neither the vitamins NOR the condoms, but he wouldn't go away. He just hovered there in the air, flaming. "I bring a message to you, Rob," he said, with a slight lisp. "Hillary Clinton is the Anti-Christ!" And with those words, he vanished in a puff of smoke, taking his vitamins, but leaving the condoms behind.
I woke up in my own bed in my own house, and I realized that I've NEVER been to Asia and I've never been to an opium den in my life. Hmmm... where did THAT dream come from?
I figured it out. That was evil night-sprites coming out of the woods in the dark and penetrating the skylight to pour potions into my right-side-up ear. They were attempting to deceive me with magic.
But their tricks didn't work and their magic wore off. I no longer believe that Hillary Clinton is the Anti-Christ. She sits in a high chair on the left-hand side of the Black Throne, and she has a hungry look in her eyes, but she's NOT the Tall Dog.
Nope. I have identified the most likely candidate for the UNDISPUTED WORLD CHAMPION of antichristliness. I present the rich bitch. The "step-money."
Do you ever get the feeling that Mother Teresa believes that she is royal? I do. I also believe that she looks down her nose at "scumbags" and proles such as myself who disagree with her looney views. She's cultivated an incubus for a husband and she hopes to ride his flip-flopping coattails to a position of power, as First Lady.
If she gets there, she'll devour her husband first, then come after the proles. She'll have armies of flying monkeys doing her bidding. WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!!! and the Black Throne will rule the world.
Verily I say, people. I have seen these facts in a vision.
Or maybe not.
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