you know, at first i was against the whole concept. but then i thought, oh ilia, maybe you should kill that cattle. sacrifice it for the good of the religion, iliaism. but then i realised; how can we believe in such a religion when ilia causes suffering, anguish, and above all clogs?

i'll see you next week at the annual anti-clog club, don't forget to bring your counterpoint.

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AH AHM NAWT IN TEH GIVEN' VEIN DIS DAHY!

Well without iliaism there wouldn't be any point to using emoticons, after all, without ilia and the robinies, there would be no emotions, let alone little 15x15 pixels images representing them. the clogs are a completely different side of the monotheistic religion; it's all about survival. survival of the fittest. you can't run on clogs, let alone outrun a bear, lion or duck. Clogs were given to the weakest of all, the dutch, to make way for a more advanced, intelligent and most of all faster race, the posh Kent people.

Yeah, i made some clog shaped cookies for while we're on the road , it's gonna be a long trip (why the hell meet all the way in Belgium!?). I've prepared my speech, it's just not fair. sure, dutch people are retarded, smoke grass and watch more naughty films then all other countries in the world together, but that doesn't mean they need to die... no, it does, but my point is, they shouldn't die like this. At least remove the clogs before burying them, they're already humiliated enough.
I also made some whips with little knots on em in the shape of clogs, they're gonna be a big hit next summer i believe. Made a the tagline, what do you think? "Stylish flagellation, available at your local clog station!". My littlest has been trying some variations over the last weeks, said now he uses the clogwhip-2000 instead of his old cattleprod the kids at school don't bully him anymore .

people of clogland (sorry, Holland (snidy bastards them, oh the mics on? k i'm going with it, they know how i feel),

for years i have served as your whore. i have demeaned myself by sitting in line and hugging your people, with their glasses and their "candy", in thier "coffee" shops. but now it is over. no longer shall i be your bitch. why do you think the meeting was set for belgium? nay, i feel you have missed a trick - THAT'S RIGHT. THERE IS NO SUCH PLACE AS THE NETHERLANDS.

why you may ask? the answer is simple. the polar ice caps continue to melt, but meanwhile i burn a hole through your land. why again, i hear you cry? i think we can all agree nobody cares what you think. you knew this dictatorship would occur ever since your pornography reached new places. new, disguisting, horrible places.

let's just say the world isn't ready for fucking tongue kissing yet. it's just creepy. no wonder marlyn manson loves you guys. nevermind. i'm here to say that when i press this button, you will all forget of your heritage and no longer enjoy your "clogs". let's face it, the time to usurp is now. join with me, and you shall be a wealthy (but humbled, dutch) man.

refuse and DIE




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AH AHM NAWT IN TEH GIVEN' VEIN DIS DAHY!

And I said hey yeah yeah yeah hey yeah yeah. I said hey, what's going on?
and he was like "wtf you looking at bro'?" so i punched him on the nose.


yeah.