In these days of the weak and whiny I will not falter. For I am the Minister of Moist, The Lord of Lurkin and The Ayatollah of Vigorollah! I do not submit to a dead jew on a cross or any other weak and feeble nonsense. Jive that men tried to guilt or try to scare me to believe in. I sacrifice animals and whiners to the Temple of Vigorousity. I bow to the altar of myself. I am accountable and I alone control what goes down in my life. Get off your knees praying for shit to change and change it yourself.
~~~ JONESY ~~~