By Kenneth Martin

Written At 6:35 P.M.

Queers Hell

Now I Say Unto Thee, Those That Put Fear In Man.

Yea! You! Queers That Call Yourself Fagot Mafia.

Yea! My Servant Calls Thee Out. One Person Against Your Entire Organization Of Queers.

You Say, I Tremble and I'm Scared.

Yea! I Say, You Are Scared, Because I Have Destroyed 100's and 100's Of You Queers Already That Have Moved Against My Servant That Calls You Out.

Yea! For You Want People To Fear Queers If They Don't Get Their Way.

But I Say To Thee. My Servant Stands With Multiple Millions Upon Millions X Millions Of Warrior Cherubim Angels Waiting For Him To Point and Dispatch Them To Battle.

If Your Eyes Would Be Opened To See Them You Would Fall Back Dead With Fear and Join Your Friend Queers In Hell.

Yea! If I Shall Loose My Servant Against Thee, He would Cast Thee Into Hell Himself.

But I Say To Thee, Try Your Fear On Him and See If I Don't Cast You Into Hell Before You Get To Threaten Him.

Yea! Your Queer Days Are About Over, For I Shall Cast All Queers and The Like Trash Into Hell Quickly.