Field Report – Bowie, MD & Washington, DC – 3.3.10 … This Little Feces Pile

THIS LITTLE FECES PILE – IT’S REALLY GONNA STINK!

Field Report: Bowie, Maryland & Washington, D.C.; Mar. 3, 2010

Four thankful wayfaring strangers traveled to Bowie, Maryland and Washington, D.C., on March 3, 2010 (coming from two glorious days of pickets in Virginia; a separate report will tell). The cause was the high school student who dropped dead during offseason football practice at Bowie High School – the largest high school in Maryland; the memorial for former-representative John Murtha, whose soul was required by God and who now knows and attests to the faithful witness of Westboro Baptist Church; and, of course, the fags getting married in Washington, D.C.

Every day – literally – we see and hear of members of the young generation (high school, college) dying. They kill themselves or die by bizarre means. They are the sacrificial generation for this hard-hearted cruel nation. How selfish are you parents and teachers! They will tell those dumb children any lie; always motivated by your selfish craving for more sin. None of the liars in the whore-pulpits of this cursed land will tell you to stop – because then you wouldn’t pay them. All energy is on depravity! Look – just look (!) – what you’ve done to your children. “Prepare slaughter for his children for the iniquity of their fathers; that they do not rise, nor possess the land, nor fill the face of the world with cities,” Isa. 14:21. Expositors: Your children will be cut off so they cannot fill the land with cities of pride and wickedness, and so their crimes cannot be multiplied and prolonged. You teachers, preachers and parents have made it so God can’t stand the sight of your worthless children – and he’s cutting them off! You selfish kine should hang your heads in shame!

John Murtha had lots of power, and he used it all for his glory, not God’s. That’s really all you need to know about him. Well, that and the fact that he apparently was a stopping off point for all the squally military mutts of this country, as well as the selfish parents who raise their young men for the killing fields of Iraq and Afghanistan, then pitch a twinkle-toed fit when the boys get killed on those killing fields. Going out on a limb here, we will surmise that Rep. Now-in-Hell-Murtha never told those simpering sissies that if they’d have obeyed God, their children would have been blessed, instead of cursed. That failure on his part explains why a routine gall bladder surgery led to his death – timely in God’s sight, and perfectly fitting. What will Nancy Pelosi do without her mouthy lap dog?

Murtha was a member of Congress – a stud farm for jackasses and whore house for queers. That’s the body that told the fags of Washington, D.C. they could marry – starting first thing March 3. We WBC watchers watch this issue with great interest and glee. We see how the “Christians” of this nation have lost all moral authority; raping kids; fornicating from the pulpit; teaching Idolatry 101 daily; defiling the marriage bed beyond recognition; and spitting in God’s face for a living. The fags laugh them right out of the room when they start jabbering about the sanctity of marriage. We see how the fags are hanging around the neck of the mighty-mean military like a cheap piece of bling – so the only thing this nation’s impotent military is fighting for is FAG MARRIAGE! We read Christ’s words: “For as in the days that were before the flood they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day that Noe entered into the ark, And knew not until the flood came, and took them all away; so shall also the coming of the Son of man be,” Mt. 24:38-39. And we understand by the Holy Ghost that this marrying was FAGS MARRYING. And we see that this nation WILL have “same-sex marriage.” Because the members of Congress – whom you worship, and who are your face, your hearts, your brains, and your mores – has bound this nation with this law that lets fags marry. That’s why a clown-dressed bulbous-mouthed freak-fag came out to the Murtha memorial trying to drum up some support-to-salve-his-screaming-conscience-and-painful-misery amongst the raging mob round about, who grew quite frustrated when he realized he’d come at the tail end of our picket. The fags know where their power source lies – it’s amongst those jackasses in Congress!

So we plainly told the giddy just-married fags and all the international media outside of the D.C. Marriage License Bureau this fact right here: Priests rape boys; rabbis rape children; and fags will marry! When they came out with their certificates – the imprimatur of the Doomed-american-government stamped all over it – trying to look happy (with some aggressive handlers telling them every move to make), we told these newly-married fools: Fags are miserable, cursed, wretched, filthy, hell-bound beasts before they get married; and they will be miserable, cursed, wretched, filthy, hell-bound beasts after they get married. Then – as the fags are prone to do – they tried to numb the pain with an off-key desolate round of, this little light of mine – I’m gonna’ let it shine. (Misfit for these dark hating souls.) The retort the Comforter plopped right on our lips that hit the news racks within the hour: This little feces pile – it’s really gonna stink! “If ye will not hear, and if ye will not lay it to heart, to give glory unto my name, saith the LORD of hosts, I will even send a curse upon you, and I will curse your blessings: yea, I have cursed them already, because ye do not lay it to heart. Behold, I will corrupt your seed, and spread dung upon your faces, even the dung of your solemn feasts,” Malachi 2:2-3.

Of course there was a raping-Rabbi piled up with these fags, cackling like a goofy twit, with his beanie and his shawl. He hates the words of the prophet Malachi, and loves to worship Priapus the dunghill god of the sodomites! That pile of feces called a law; and pile of feces called marrying fags; and pile of feces called clergy who have taught them this awful sin; it’s all a big smelly stink in God’s nostrils, and it is a stink they will never get rid of – through all eternity. I rather imagine the smell of hell will be dung!

Praise God for his tender mercies; for keeping our steps on this epic journey; and for counting us worthy to carry this standard at this hour – telling the whole world that this same-sex marriage stinking pile of dung is the final straw between Doomed-america and God. Doomed-america, your destruction is imminent! Let the floods clap their hands; let the hills be joyful together, Ps. 98:8.