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[wickedflea]

I'm starting to think that I'm losing my ever-loving mind. Well, OK, I started thinking that years ago, but there's something that's kinda freaking me out right now. You see, a couple of weeks ago I bought a new bookshelf stereo system for the living room. And when I glance over in its general direction, I keep thinking I see . . . Wow, this is hard to admit. OK, here it is. I think it's the speaker that I keep noticing. And I don't understand it, but I keep thinking I'm seeing my whoremonger icon. You know, this one that I made from that Jack Chick tract:



Now, here's the speaker.



You see the resemblance, right? No, me fucking neither. Not when I look at it for more than a split second. But when I look over at the TV, about half the time I see the whoremonger. It's spooking the fuck out of me.

I think God is trying to tell me something: "Don't mock Jack Chick, you silly fucker, or I WILL mess with your mind."

Speaking of Jack Chick, you Halloween revelers should probably read this tract. It might just teach you something about the path you're on. *cough*

Comments

[milkyscarabs.livejournal.com]

i see whoremonger's semicircle smile there.

ah, halloween opens the doors to satanism.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Oh, bless you!!! That does a great deal to put my mind at ease. I was about to check myself into the banana barn.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Oh, bless you!!! Now I can put off checking myself into the banana barn for a bit longer. :)

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Wow, the comment function is working like a DREAM these days.

[milkyscarabs.livejournal.com]

yeah, no kidding. i noticed that comment goodness earlier, when it wasn't showing my lone comment (it was hiding it).

and i see the smaller semicircular winky eye, too. it makes fine sense.

[acidculture.livejournal.com]

shit that same thing happens to me too, like I'll sit down to check my mail at night, and I just leave the lights off, and out of the corner of my eye, I see a huge red car and a metal post right near me, like I'm in a fucking car warehouse or something...but we're probably both insane, go figure.