April 1, 2005

I AM VELOCIGOD

Quake before me, and ignore my Commandments at your own peril. For the sake of convenience I summarize below:

1. Thou shalt have no other gods before me...

Note my judicious use of the lower case "g" here. That is because I have a certain aversion, if you will, to lightning bolts, pestilence, boils, and the plague. No, I speak here of demigods, such as Bono, Lance Armstrong, and Oprah. Ye worship them at your own risk.

2. Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image...

The sole exception here being Velocigod, of course. And if you must sculpt your own graven image of me I suggest using Michelangelo's David as a model, although he's a little skinny on the manmeat. It's the closest thing I've seen to the real deal. No, I mean no figures of Baal, or golden calves, even the kind with the convenient orifices. I will melt them down, and make you drink it.

3. Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy Velocigod in vain...

This would include such phrases as "VMan, you gonna pick up that check?" and "I need a kidney, Velocigod, and they say you're a perfect match." I am easily insulted, for I am a vengeful and jealous Velocigod. Buy my liquor and get on dialysis and we shall get along famously.

4. Remember the sabbath day, and to keep it holy...

Actually, we have two sabbath days a week in Velociworld: Wednesday and Saturday. These are colloquially known as "Lotto Day". When the collection plate comes your way, please feel free to use your favorite numbers, your birthday, or even a random quick pick. I also enjoy Fantasy Five. And, please: no cursing on Lotto Day.

5. Honor thy father and thy mother...

This goes without saying. They sacrificed to raise your worthless hide, you addlepated dope fiend. Show some damned respect. Lookit how Velocigod treats the Senator, and let that be your spiritual guide.

6. Thou shalt not kill...

Velocigod's buzz, comment thread, or sense of humor. Also: other people, and the beautiful woodland creatures. Except the tasty ones. That excludes raccoons, squirrels, and opossums, by the way. The Velocipalate is not that sophisticated.

7. Thou shalt not commit adultery...

Because that would be Wrong, and Bad. You may, however, pleasure yourself to pictures of Velocigod, if you must. I believe Vatican II actually condoned this behavior. As information, the limited edition autographed glossies are $29.95. Available only through e-mail.

8. Thou shalt not steal...

Velocigod's thunder, ideas, or... well, see Commandment 7. The monkeys are off limits, as well. And the Mutant. Tuco is, unfortunately, in the public domain.

9. Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbor...

They are hard-working immigrants, not cum-crazed Asian slurp-sluts. You can be sued for such slander. Velocigod wants everyone to Just Get Along. I don't wield lightning bolts, but I have a pretty cool Taser, and I have no compunction against using it.

10. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife...

Let's just say Velocigod has to be proactive in one area of these admonishments. Mind your P's and Q's. I'll handle this one myself.

See? It's really not so hard being in a cult. I even let you speak to other family members, especially if they will send monies for the essential Lotto tickets, the emollient that makes the Velociwheel go 'round.

Next week: the Velocieucharist. Hint: I eschew wine for more formidable potables.

Posted by Velociman at April 1, 2005 7:15 PM
Comments

Now you gots to get yerself a choich and a bingo hall.

Can I get an AMEN?

Posted by: Jim - PRS at April 1, 2005 9:04 PM

.. holy great-living fuck... the Pope checks out, and we get this?....

Posted by: Eric at April 1, 2005 9:07 PM

You still there?

I'm calling the bride and telling her to get the chillins away from you, and quick. Or, a least batten them down in rubber suits.

Posted by: jmflynny at April 1, 2005 9:11 PM

I sensed a void in The Force. And Nature and Velocigod abhor a vacuum.

Posted by: Velocigod at April 1, 2005 9:12 PM

Thall shalt make Velocigod put down the bong and go to bed.

Posted by: Acidman at April 1, 2005 9:54 PM

Acidman apparently lusts after the Taser. I am also an accommodating god, lest ye be told otherwise.

Posted by: Velociman at April 1, 2005 10:08 PM

Goodness. I don't even know the etiquette for a situation like this. Should I be roasting a goat or something? Doves, maybe?

I shall seek guidance through divination, and hallucinogens.

Posted by: Queenie at April 1, 2005 10:46 PM

This Sabbath I plan to vivisect a liberal, spread the entrails on my expensive Indian rug, read them like a pulp fiction novel then roll around in hedonistic glee whilst smearing myself with pancreatic fluid and emptying the bile ducts into my gloriously gaping gullet.

If it pleases the Velocigod, I can mumble his name in between bites of spleen flesh. Or not.


BRB, need my meds.

Posted by: rightisright at April 1, 2005 11:01 PM

Rightisright has divined the sacrosanct. Those Masons with their goats? Nothing on this.

Posted by: Velociman at April 1, 2005 11:16 PM

Hey, that vivisecting thang sounds interesting, you interested in tag teaming on that? I'll bring the meds and low grade pharmaceuticals....err... religious rite implements. I used to do all the skinning of non USDA critters hunters brought in to my dads butcher shop. What's the limit on liberals? Or do we get a pass due to our religious practices? And what is the word on concubines o' most wholly Velocigod??

Posted by: Guy S at April 1, 2005 11:19 PM

too late. i snuck the mutant out under the cover of darkness. i offered him a couple of fatted calves and the silly sonofabitch became as docile as hillary clinton on prozac.

i did offer to pay royalties but you never answered so that offer is now officially off the table.

guess you're just gonna have to beat my ass at jekyll then....

Posted by: mr. helpful at April 1, 2005 11:55 PM

Anyone that eats potted meat, will suck a dick, Cat.

Posted by: Catfish at April 2, 2005 12:19 AM

Ballsy, but entertaining... Me, I would definitely fear the lightning bolt!

(BTW, the lower case "g" does not save you, as it is always a lower case when plural. :D)

Posted by: Key at April 2, 2005 11:26 AM

How shall we fuck off, Lord?

Posted by: zonker at April 2, 2005 12:26 PM

You, Sir, are a Technosexual.

Posted by: sadie at April 2, 2005 2:03 PM

What was the down-side of the slup-sluts again?

Posted by: The Other Mike S at April 2, 2005 4:53 PM

That'd be slurp...

Posted by: The Other Mike S at April 2, 2005 4:54 PM

Hail, Velocigod! Finally, a cult I can abide! If the Velocigod abhors a vacuum, will we soon be seeing the no-brainers heads' exploding?

Posted by: Candy at April 5, 2005 1:29 AM

Nfokho bteswa ayre chou ennak majdoub.
Akhadet wejj w kattaret ya sermeyeh, kess ekht jal2tak bi zabre, ayre belli allak ennak mahdoum.

Posted by: Zibbo Wawa at April 5, 2006 7:10 AM
Post a comment









Remember personal info?