September 27, 2003
ROB ZOMBYBOY
I am the God of Hellfire! KNEEL before your Master, Stumpjumper! Show me flesh, you brazen blogdom strumpets! Behave, and you may be my sex slaves! Until I bleed you out!
Oh, blood will flow, and I will Rule you weak people! I will slather the stage with the foul blood of the pretender Marilyn Manson. I have pieces of dogflesh in my beard! My breath is the necrotic stench of ripped rat flesh and kippers!
Kneel before the Master, and I may spare your carcass my full wrath. I may even make you the victim of honor in my next video, a snuff-film I call Resurrection Song of the Vampires!
Bow, fools, and Worship the Master.
Ooh. My nipples are tingling.
I totally dig Rob Zombie and especially in a cyan-hued overcast. Not as much as I dig Margi's nipply tingles though. Is there any reason I can't scoop both on my plate?
Posted by: Anna at September 28, 2003 7:26 AM