A challenge to ALL CHRISTIANS.

You think your God is so great.  Well guess what – where I come from, we have MANY gods, and all of them are more of a match than your candy-ass deity.  This is no joke, we are ready to scrap with your god any place at ANY TIME. PERIOD.   God seems to be all high and mighty when it comes to bullying mortals, but let’s see how well he does against entities his own size!  My gods are ready to take your God ON, no shirts and no shoes.  The Lord’s about to get toppled like a third world nation.  He might as well turn himself in now, because my gods don’t give a frak about forgiveness or patience, they are ALL about the blood letting.

Tell your God to prepare to get his all-knowing and all-loving ass spanked by Bolothamogg, He Who Watches from Beyond the Stars.  Bolothamogg is NO joke and is TIRED of your God’s shit.  Your god had better be ready for the ass-kicking of a lifetime because Bolothamogg will strange His almighty throat and pop his head like a toothpaste cap! And that is just the start! God is a wimp and my gods KNOW it.  God may be able to rain fire and brimstone on some lowly sodomizing mammals, but that don’t mean shit to Holashner the Hunger Below.  Nothing pisses Holashner more than some goody goody God who offers eternal forgiveness to the repentant, while condemning disbelieving do-gooders to the frying pan.  He will stab God so many times with his flaming sword he will look like a block of swiss cheese. Holashner punches faces inside out with no apologies, refunds, or exchanges.  What’s worse, Piscaethces the Blood Queen has a firm grip and her only goal is to choke to death any god that stands in her way.  The Lord of Abraham NEEDS to stop fronting and put his dukes up.  She’ll pulverise His head into pudding, starting with a stomp on His toes and ending with a pounce on His body. God can make a wall fall down, but He don’t stand a chance against the Blood Queen’s might.  He’ll find it hard to aim those lightning bolts with the Blood Queen’s boot up His ass.  And when she’s done with God, it’s Shothotugg’s turn to lay in.  Shothotugg, the Eater of Worlds, is ready to kick some pansy ass. He’s buffed and totally powered up and ready to scrap. You think God’s tough, Christians? You don’t KNOW tough until you’ve crossed swords with the Eater of Worlds! God is going down like a clown, chump.  The Eater of Worlds will flex as he forearms YOUR God’s teeth into pieces.  He’ll stomp on God’s face until it turns purple.  Your God will be nothing more than a grease stain on the floor of Heaven once this beatdown is only halfway through.  And once that unpleasant business is done with God the father, it will be Y’chak’s duty to go one one with with the Son of Man.  Y’chak, the Violet Flame doesn’t even need weapons when going up agaist Christ the saviour, bare fists will do just fine. Y’chak is the meanest motherfucker of my crew. He punches faces in like no other. He’ll kick Christ’s chest until his heart pumps no more and pile drive His ass into the Temple Mount.

Your God’s reign of unmitigated terror is at an end.  No queer will need to hide in the closet and no abortionist will need to slink in the back alley once the Divine Tyrant has is Divine Face planted in the Divine Pavement of New Jerusalem.  My crew is taking OVER and your god can do NOTHING ABOUT IT.  If he chooses to disagree, have him meet my gods on The Fields of Glory on the Third Layer of Mount Celestia.  We won’t even ask God to devolve himself into a lowly man with long flowing beard and robes, They’ll take him on in all of His Divine Glory. Your god isn’t a pussy, is He?