... will not come within my Lifetime.

Thus the Lord has spoken to me via Twitter.

I have come to this calculation with formulas and numbers revealed to me His army of messenters, the holy naked, small-breasted, light-skinned, button-nosed, never-brown-eyed cherubim.

He has made the mystery of His Will by exposing by the sacred architecture of Heaven that only becomes clear to this mortal when he close his eyes and forces himself to visage passing his moistened penis from sister angel's vagina to sister angel's mouth again and again and again.

I have cross-checked the numbers with my old trusty sliderule, reverse polish-notation HP calculator and my Timex Sinclair [with additional 16K of RAM]. Always the answer is the same.



So, fellow mortals, it is not possible for the end to days to come while I live, breathe, pirate porn, overpost about nothing, and stalk freakish blonde twins.


And, it is ONLY these very sacred, holy actions which have been ordered upon me to perform by the narcissistic, egotistical, King of the Universe with an inferiority complex to match.

[He is good. He is great. He is sweet smelling. His abs are of steel. His penis is not really small, at least when you average it with all the other god's and take his height into consideration. And, some other evil no-good-nik must have made Dana Dearmond, Tia Ling, Filipinos and the "Facts of Life" girls. For he loves us to much to heap that garbage upon us.]




But, my people, once this half-crazed, obese prophet and member of the priestly tribe of Levi is called to deliver his appointed task, the complete collection of Casey Parker porn, to his maker, BEWARE!!


For the time of reckoning will be fast upon you. And, there will be no more time to prepare.

BEWARE! PREPARE! FORSWEAR! REPAIR!

BEWARE THE END OF DAYS!!!!











[at least it will be the end of days for me, so fuck y'all. The Universe dies with ME!]