I wasn’t feeling like going to church for Christmas this year. Well, that’s not true; I did feel like going. I wanted to go for the same reason I always go. I take my devilish ass to one of the churches in town and leave some holy water of my own. I’m not talking about cunt juice, though I left that there as well. I let my piss go all over the seat in god’s house on his bastard son’s birthday. Everyone smells it, but no one knows who for sure or what to say. Their looks of confusion and revulsion fueled my evil pussy later when I mocked god with my fellow satanic girlfriend. This year though? I’m not digging getting out around those delusional fucks. What I am down for is blasphemy phone sex. I’m horny for a particular sort of blasphemy fantasy. My cunt craves Christian men to blaspheme with me. You know guys, your god said that Jesus died for your sins; you should get his blood’s worth. He fucking died in agony for this shit and that makes me smile.. Today is the lamb’s birthday; it’s time to get off your heathen ass and fucking celebrate.
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