Yeah, yeah, so it's been two months instead of My usual one month update.
So sue Me, you scrawny little assfarters. Sometimes I get so caught
up in My Holy Pork Chops that I forget to write a few of My Divine Answers
to your pathetic questions. Like this one:
Can you show Some naked people fucking or something?
Pennypiss, I've been asking that fucking question since minute one and
it still ain't happened. Instead, what do I get in my email?
This shitharness:

What the fuckgoblins is this blubbermonster doing on my fucking screen?
I command that you nosehackers send me hot, naked chicks and instead I
get a fucking rhinocerous. Lucky for all of you pencilweasels I'm
such a nice deity, or else I'd kill you all with a big ball of fire or
lightning or something which might not even be that pleasant. I may
still do that to those tagalongs Righteous
Ron, Eks the Assassin, and Miraculo
the Magnificent, though I may make Miraculo show me her rack first.
Terry Smith
of St. Mary's, OH writes:
I was born with both male and female genitalia. Now that I'm getting
on in years, I've decided to finally choose one gender. I was wondering
whether I should get hormone therapy and have my penis removed, or go with
my current look and just have my vagina sewn shut and prosthetic testacles
added. Any advice?
P.S. I think PizzleWig is sexy.
Righteous Ron: What is this talk of genitalia? Sir
or madam, you should know that the only true path to a happy life is non
stop prayer coupled with round-the-clock blind obedience. Throw in
the occasional beating of yourself with a Blessed Paddle and you are guaranteed
to make it into the Pearly Gates and up Happiness Road to the House of
Eternal Rest and Bingo.
PizzleWig: Just when I thought that tub of flabsnot up
above was the most disgusting thing I'd ever seen, this prickmonger has
to come along. A face like that wouldn't look good on a man or woman.
Maybe you should have your head removed and your asshole sewn shut.
I'll even do it for you since you said I'm "sexy." I am sexy, but
no goutforger like you better even say it or you'll taste My Wrath while
I taste your gin. PizzleWig commands it!
Eks the Assassin: The ability to change genders can be
a powerful addition to any cunning warrior's arsenal. It is a good
way to help one disguise oneself after beheading several important government
officials in order to preserve a silent and undetected getaway. Eks
believes you should remain as you are and take full advantage of this exciting
avenue.
Miraculo the Magnificent: The tea leaves hold an important
message for you: your tea was poisoned.
Greg Duworskevicz
writes:
Hi,
I'm failing my classes at college and it looks like I'll be kicked
out soon because of it. This will crush my parents, since they sunk
every penny they had into sending me to school. I'm sure that when
this happens they'll throw me out of the house, but with no degree I'm not sure how to
get a job to support myself. What do you suggest?
Righteous Ron: This "college" that all the kids talk about
is nothing more than Satan's Den of Iniquity and Wholesale Prices.
You should willingly withdraw from this trap immediately and take up study
to be a priest. You appear to already be dressed for this path anyway.
It will be difficult, as you must pass Sergeant Jesus's Salvation Boot
Camp, but I believe you can make it with just enough unthinking ignorance.
Good luck, my son!
PizzleWig: You could always support yourself by becoming
a carnival ride operator, as you appear to be destined to do you worthless
toadsack. For starters, get your self a razor and shave off that
stupid looking bush you've got growing on your chin. Then use the
razor to slice your throat and then you won't have to worry about what
to do with your life, turkeyporker. PizzleWig commands it!
Eks the Assassin: When faced with schooling, the best choice
is a dojo where one can learn the deadly arts of self defense and attacking
the unexpecting. When your training is completed, burn down the dojo
and all who are inside.
Miraculo the Magnificent: The stars are the best way to
guide yourself through difficult decisions. Perhaps this means you
should be an astronaut.
Jessica
Schwidt of Sackville writes:
dear nothing sacred,
im fourteen and i live in sackville and im getting a tattoo for grading
day and i need to find a place that will do it for me ohhyeah i allready
drew what i want .so can you please help me? id really like to get
this soon thanx
Righteous Ron: To add ink in any design to the flesh is
an insult to Our Patient Lord's Mighty and Single Minded Intelligence.
The design you get may as well be a pentagram with Dirty No-Gooder Satan
on it thrusting his pitchfork into you furiously, because that is what
will happen soon anyway. Repent, young one, repent!
PizzleWig: Sweet mother of shit, what the fuck is this
thing? Scrap this tattoo idea, the only sharp object that should
be sticking into your skin is a harpoon so that some Eskimos can use your
blubber to heat their igloos. Go lay your humongous ass on a beach
for a while, someone's sure to spear you, dumphumper. PizzleWig commands
it!
Eks the Assassin: Tattoos can be dangerous, as they add
identifying marks to one's body. This is never good for the silent
and invisible predator, unless one's body is constantly shrouded in black,
which it should be at all times. Instead of a tattoo, The Assassin
recommends looking into purchasing a nice machete. They are much
more useful and fun for all concerned with the exception of the person
whom you are carving with it.
Miraculo the Magnificent: With a birthday in September,
a lifetime of riches can be expected. However, with your birthday
being in June, you will be dead within the hour from choking on a pretzel.
Christina
of Kalamazoo, MI writes:
I am in a a quandary which only someone possessed of such intelligence
as yourself could possible remedy. You see, I'm a good-hearted Atheist,
yet a person with whom I am involved in a relationship is devoutly Catholic.
He says that it's evil not to pray to his false idol, yet I think it's
evil that the men of Catholic churches spend their free time groping little
boys and anally raping toddlers.
Should I make an effort to put aside our religious differences and
just cope with his Catholicism, or should I take the eight-inch knife on
the kitchen counter, slit him open, and feast on his delicious, delicious
innards?
Please tell me what I should do. He'll be returning in a week, and I
don't know if I should greet him with a "hello" fuck or a knife in the
gut.
Righteous Ron: Oh dear, this is quite a problem indeed!
First of all, you should definitely neither kill him nor fornicate
with him. You should, however, immediately leave him because as we
all know, Catholics are almost the lowest form of life on Endless Loveman
God's List (with Jews being the lowest, naturally). You can smile
knowing that eventually Our Pristine Lord will rotate this man on the Skewer
of Agony over the Roasting Flames of Torment to show His intolerance for
all things not like Him. Second, you must drop this "atheist" pretense
and announce your love for Jesus "Studmuffin" Christ so that you may die
in Heavenly Bliss knowing that you will serve as Head Maid in the Hotel
Eternity.
PizzleWig: I don't have any clue what the fuck you said,
cockcorker, I was too busy checking out that picture. Looks like
you've played many-a-Kalamazoo Kazoo, if you catch my drift and I think
you do, titswinger. Here's what you do: give me your address
and I'll turn you around from not believing in an All Powerful Being.
One glance at my Staff of Justice and you'll start praying to me all night
long. During the day though, shut your fucking cakeguzzler because
I need my sleep. PizzleWig commands it!
Miraculo the Magnificent: The time to act is now!
Begin that new business venture before the crippling train wreck next month!
OK, it's time for this shit to end. I have to figure out where
the fuck Kalamazoo even is, because I'm pretty sure it's one of those made
up cities from those fagslurper books about wizards and trolldumpers.
In the mean time, send me more
of your useless bullshit because I just know that you goosebangers
can't resist. And any one of you shitflockers sends me a fat whaleturd
picture again and you're all dead.
- PizzleWig