Just called them a bunch of Christ killers

[Frankenvoter]

So dont get mean with me about who killed Christ, they did, they can own up to it, they own everything else, they can at least own up to that.

[Frankenvoter]

and quit with the "Jesus, who?"

[Frankenvoter]

Christ killers.

[JustPassinThru]

There wasn't a single jew on top of that tower about to jump off that day. Not a single one.

I really, really doubt that.

[JustPassinThru]

No no, Ive been there, done that, it left me homeless in my car in January, a very cold experience. I take on faith whats about to happen, no fear.

Been there, too. Lived in the back of my truck for six months, after the ex threw me out. Before I joined the Navy.

I drove that truck to Alaska, looking for work that wasn't minimum wage. I hustled along the way, delivering phone books, working for Manpower.

I got to Cordova, a fishing camp. Eventually a salmon cannery hired me, a seasonal employee; but for a week I lived in that truck on the edge of town. Prince William Sound is cold, even in summer. And the homeless camp I was parked at...I didn't know, a "King Tide" was about to occur...the highest high tide, and this in an area that got abnormally high tides. Only the Bay of Fundy gets more variation.

I'm asleep in the back, that morning, and water's almost up to the sill of the truck. All the other hippies and hobos had skedaddled out. I couldn't even find the road to get out...I just had to ride it out. Fortunately it was at a peak, and the truck didn't flood. But I was stuck in the truck bed, under the cap, for six hours.

I've been there, too. But I couldn't blame a Jew for it...maybe Baccus; maybe Jim Beam, maybe Budweiser. Maybe myself.

But I got out, because...despite my bad habits, I had the good luck that they never controlled me. I was able to discipline myself to regular bathing and abiding (mostly) by local laws. Kept me out of jail and finally got me into the Navy.

[Frankenvoter]

Been there, too. Lived in the back of my truck for six months, after the ex threw me out. Before I joined the Navy.

I drove that truck to Alaska, looking for work that wasn't minimum wage. I hustled along the way, delivering phone books, working for Manpower.

I got to Cordova, a fishing camp. Eventually a salmon cannery hired me, a seasonal employee; but for a week I lived in that truck on the edge of town. Prince William Sound is cold, even in summer. And the homeless camp I was parked at...I didn't know, a "King Tide" was about to occur...the highest high tide, and this in an area that got abnormally high tides. Only the Bay of Fundy gets more variation.

I'm asleep in the back, that morning, and water's almost up to the sill of the truck. All the other hippies and hobos had skedaddled out. I couldn't even find the road to get out...I just had to ride it out. Fortunately it was at a peak, and the truck didn't flood. But I was stuck in the truck bed, under the cap, for six hours.

I've been there, too. But I couldn't blame a Jew for it...maybe Baccus; maybe Jim Beam, maybe Budweiser. Maybe myself.

But I got out, because...despite my bad habits, I had the good luck that they never controlled me. I was able to discipline myself to regular bathing and abiding (mostly) by local laws. Kept me out of jail and finally got me into the Navy.

I understand, I only have myself to blame. But I take the blame, I take the abuse, they dont, they blame everyone else.

[Frankenvoter]

And then continue with thier plan of world domination.

[Frankenvoter]

I dont like jews. a bunch of Christ killers.

[Mr. Claws]

Good luck with unemployment... if you're so damned "irreplaceable" (news flash, NO ONE IS) how come you ain't running your own business... oh yeah, them damned Jews, right? Two pieces of unsolicited advice; First, get the hell over yourself. Second, ease up on the Metal... it'll rot your brain worse than huffing glue.

[Knightkore]

Good luck with unemployment... if you're so damned "irreplaceable" (news flash, NO ONE IS) how come you ain't running your own business... oh yeah, them damned Jews, right? Two pieces of unsolicited advice; First, get the hell over yourself. Second, ease up on the Metal... it'll rot your brain worse than huffing glue.

Hey I'm into metal. My brain is perfectly "gggrrrrowoollll" uh.....fine.....I'm completely normal. Sort of. Okay maybe off-normal.



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