We've got you in this $#&@in' movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at
once with a filtering system of God. We're the psycho-semantic police,
you can't even see us. How in the $#&@ can you do anything about it?


We're pure intelligence, your not. Your biological product of a
cosmological universe. Your molecular matter, I constructed you, $#&@ you.

I made you up, you didn't make me up, you got it backwards. You know who
you are? Your $#&@in' semantic blockage, that's what made you up. You're
a $#&@in' programmer named Christine Gontara.


You $#&@ed up.
She sucked my @@#!, fell in love, and she was locked in. She's gonna get her second

chance to suck my @@#! again. If she turns me down, she's gonna go
straight to hell, she won't pass go, she'll never $#&@in' win.


She's the cunt that thought she was God, but that's OK, I don't give a %#@!.
As long as she sucks me off when I tell her. 'Cause she's my zombie.
I captured that mother $#&@er, and she's my cassette. I want that @@#!

sucker to send me at least fifty-thousand $#&@in' dollars.

If she can't do it I'll try ten. If she can't do that, I'll try five, but that's it.

If you got a dowry of five thousand dollars, come out here and suck me
off, do what I tell you from now on, then you can join me for eternal time.