In article <email@example.com>, firstname.lastname@example.org (gg gordon) wrote:
> 1. Last night I had a vision of Dobbs. I saw him and the Fightin' Jesus and
> their guns were slick and oiled.
> 2. Yea! I saw them stand shoulder to shoulder with the Battling Buddha,
> Killer Krishna and the clones of Elvis and J.F.K. against a vast PinkTide.
> 3. And as the glorpish masses moved relentlessly forward I watched our team
> lock and load, drawing a most puissant collective bead on the PinkMeat
> 4. And then in a stream of fire, smoke and leaden death did they smite
> these unbelievers with the full metal jacketed gospel of Dobbs!
> 5. With hot lead like a living wall of death were these infidels smitten!
> 6. The Pink Herd, False Profits, the Clones of Majestyk 12 and the Minions
> of Weishaupt and Elron fell like new-mown hay before the scythes of the
> planet cleansing Missionaries and their Cohorts of Conspiracy trembled like
> the leaves of the high Aspen tree and were troubled in their putrescent
> 7. And it came to pass that the streets of the Celestial City ran red with
> the blood of the unbelievers while the Forces of Dobbs smote them and
> slew them until their guns shone red with the glow of righteous
> 8. Side by side and shoulder to shoulder they stood, Smiting, Singing and
> Smiling with Salvation on their side as they slew the unbelieving masses.
> 9. And it came to pass that this battle lasted not for hours nor even days
> but almost a full month!
> 10. And even as THEY quailed before the awesome power of "Bob", the
> Soldiers of Slack were strong and ferocious like lions in the days of
> 11. And the sky was black with the smoke of burning flesh and the sun was
> darkened for these last days, the Armageddon of the End Times.
> 12. Behold! Within this awesome, frightful vision I perceived the strangest
> and most wondrous sight of all.
> 13. For, did not Nhee Ghee Himself in all his awful splendor ride forth to
> join with the forces of "Bob".
> 14. And Dobbs himself smiled as he watched that dark spirit load his mighty
> 15. And at the stroke of the witching hour came a brief respite in the
> gruesome battle and "Bob" confronted Nh**Gh** and demanded to know what
> sort of double-dealing was the evil setting in motion by fighting against
> and slaying those very forces he usually abetted and delighted in.
> 16. And Nh**Gh** smiled most unwholesomely and then did say: "I don't play
> no favorites Pipefaced One, and if THEY and THEIR minions prevail, who
> then shall I have the true pleasure of TORMENTING...these guys ain't no
> fun at all!"
> 17. And "Bob" saw and understood once again and anew that truly Nobody knew
> the Nothingness of Nh**Gh**!
> 18. And Dobbs smiled and presented unto The Living Chaos a sacred
> seven-bladed windbreaker and when the fearsome battle renewed the Forces
> of Slack did prevail and ride triumphant over the forces of the PNKZ and
> Mediocretins and thus was the True Integrity of the Sacred Stone MWOWM