gra-tu-i-tous |grəˈt(y)oōitəs|
{ORIGIN mid 17th cent.: from Latin gratuitus ‘given freely,spontaneous’}
adjective:
1. uncalled for; lacking good reason; unwarranted : gratuitous violence.2. given or done free of charge : gratuitous advice.
vi-o-let |ˈvī(ə)lət|{ORIGIN Middle English : from Old French violette} adjective:
1. a bluish-purple color seen at the end of the spectrum opposite red.
noun:
2. a herbaceous plant of temperate regions, typically having purple, blue,or white five-petaled flowers, one of which forms a landing pad for pollinating insects. • Genus Viola, family Violaceae.
3. ME.
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Friday, June 24, 2011

the thank you blob-roll: volume one- dumbass religious fanatics

today i gift to you, oh dear readers, a juicy new segment i will call
  the thank you blob-roll.

it will comprise of stupid shit i see and gasp at when i hit the "next blob" button. 
this, according to my predictions, will be a regular occurrence. and since you all know how i feel about the overwhelming amount of idiots who blob on a regular basis, i should not want for inspiration. 
yet due to the fact that i am aware that i have bitch tendencies, but am not an evil twat, i will keep the identities of said morons anonymous. as in- no links to their jerkoffism. 
sorry charlies. 
i know you want to stalk them and send them inappropriate messages. 
that's what i love about you. 

aaheeemmmm, here goes:

some dickwad is actually & seriously calling himself:

  daddy's little hand of god, and heaven's dew.  

what does this sound like to you?

i imagine daddy's little hand of god something like this:


"ohhh moses"
"ohhhh god"



and heaven's dew:

i know for a fact that horses have hearty dew. for a fact.

some people are all "i love jesus" and then post pics of themselves with their toddler daughters on their lap looking like a fucking nasty pedophile, [probably is] calling themselves daddy's little hand of god, and the daughter heaven's dew.
i swear, if i had a large polo mallet, and his fucking address... 

and on that note- here's a little something special i want you all to have:

i got a 444