To Love a Christ
by Anita Graves Karczewski
More than four decades of marriage have taught me a thing or two
about loving a Christ. A Christ has needs that transcend those of the
typical UNDISCERNING SATANIC IGNORAMUS, and my deep, unrelenting love
for my WONDERFUL HUSBAND, while occasionally strained by that which I
cannot possibly understand, has never waivered. My loyalty to him and
his righteous endeavors to educate the masses of SLUMBERING IGNORAMUSES
as to their self-imposed slavery to the SATANIC NEW WORLD ORDER has
never faltered.
One way I show my love to him is to tend to his many needs. I
perform all the duties expected of a loyal wife, I cook, clean, and
fulfill unconventional conjugal duties. My husband has suffered
life-long Penile Erectile Dysfunction and the only way he has ever been
able to achieve a sexual climax is via rectal penetration, usually
using dental tongue depressors. He was for a long time ashamed of the
need to "sink" to homosexual behavior to achieve sexual satisfaction,
but has since come to accept his inner deviant nature, to the degree of
incorporating it into his ministry.
I also share in his homosexual lust for rectal penetration. I
often request of him to penetrate my rectum with everything from Pepsi
bottles to cucumbers. On occasion, out of remorse for his impotence,
Ray has arranged liaisons for me with well-hung buck niggers and spicks
with some ***** in their woodpile. My most enjoyable orgasms have
been with 12 inches of yard ape up my ***** while penetrating Ray's
rectum with my tongue.
Sometimes, I have even lied for Ray, even to the authorities. That
is how much I love him. If it were not for my testimony to a Assistant
District Attorney in Pacifica California, he would have most likely
been prosecuted for shooting a mannequin with his police issue revolver
after a long night of binge drinking. I even transferred everything
that Ray owns into my name so to avoid having any of his life-long
possessions stolen from him by SATANIC IGNORAMUS LAWYERS seeking to
seize his booty for their pirate masters.
Probably the most trying ordeal to date has been dealing with Ray's
terrible flatulence. Ray demands certain foods for his diet that
simply do not agree with his stomach and intestines which cause him to
produce odors which boggle the mind and nose. Some have questioned
whether a healthy man is capable of generating such stenches and even I
have passed out from oxygen deprevation after he consumes particularly
volatile meals.
I love my husband so much that I am spending Christmas Day on
Usenet, witnessing my love for Ray to the INERT MASSES rather than
spending it with my family. Some members of my family have become
"black sheep" in our eyes, though. Our daughter Kasia was finally
evicted from the family permanently after she married a damned jew
named Gay. Gay of all names. It was as if she were mocking my and my
husbands homosexual tendencies. The nerve of that girl!
Kasia never did fare too well in our family, though. After leaking
confidential medical information about Ray's contracting sexually
transmitted diseases by raping poultry as a youth, his abuse of
morphine sulfate, and his diagnosis of multiaxial mental illness, I
finally gave up on her. All she does now is pretend to be seeking help
for Ray, although it would be most helpful if she would just go off
somewhere and kill herself as well as her piece of *****, kike husband.
Loving a man like Ray isn't always easy, but my love has never
swayed from the path. To love a Christ, one must be steadfast, loyal,
and strong. Somehow I doubt that any of the SLUMBERING IGNORAMUSES and
GOVERNMENT/MEDIA SPONSORED/SUPPORTED DISINFORMATION/MIND CONTROL AGENTS
assigned to these Internet forums and Usenet Newsgroups have what it
takes to fulfill such a roll. Hell, isn't it?
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Anita Graves Karczewski=A9 -- A Simple Wife to a Simple Man of Truth
A Wife to Just A Modern Normal Every Day Living Christ
http://www.arkenterprises.com
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