Dear Kevin: Bless you my child
For years and years We warned our wayward brother Kevin Alfred Strom
that he should not **** on The Father's Chosen People but he would not
listen.
We warned him to leave the little girls alone. But he would not
listen.
We warned him to stop jerking off at the keyboard. But he would not
listen.
Now he is in his darkest hour and he is calling for us from the pits of
hell. But we are not listening.
Kevin is now trying to explain his hatred of African-Americans to his
newfound brother LeRoy but all LeRoy can hear is Kevin's squeals.
What you sow, Kevin, that also shall you rape -- er, reap.
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In Nomine Pater et File et Spiritus Sanctus
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