Raleigh Soliloquy Pt. I

<br>We`ve got you in this fuckin` movie to exterminate all the lunitics all<br>at<br>once with a filetering system of God. We`re the psyco-semantic police,<br>you can`t even see us. How in the fuck can you do anything about it?<br>We`re pure intellegence, your not. Your biological product of a<br>comological universe. Your molecular matter, I constructed you, fuck<br>you.<br>I made you up, you didn`t make me up, you got it backwards. You know<br>who<br>you are? Your fuckin` semantic blockage, that`s what made you up.<br>You`re<br>a fuckin` programer named Christine Gontara. You fucked up. She sucked<br>my cock, fell in love, and she was locked in. She`s gonna get her<br>second<br>chance to suck my cock again. If she turns me down, she`s gonna go<br>striaght to hell, she won`t pass go, she`ll never fuckin` win. She`s<br>the<br>cunt that thought she was God, but that`s OK, I don`t give a shit. As<br>long as she sucks me off when I tell her. `Cause she`s my zombie. I<br>capured that mother fucker, and she`s my cassette. I want that cock<br>sucker to send me at least fifty-thousand fuckin` dollars. If she can`t<br>do it I`ll try ten. If she can`t do that, I`ll try five, but that`s it.<br>If you got a dowry of five thousand dollars, come out here and suck me<br>off, do what I tell you from now on, then you can join me for eternal<br>time.