Behold the shrine of the WalrusGod
Spilled sin is a spiritual disaster. You might as well throw the soul away. But now, with the amazing new church of the God-Walrus, that sin washes clean with a simple wipe of a Papal Indulgence!
Yours if you act now! Don’t wait! Act while supplies Last!
ROFLMAO!
This will keep me entertained for a while.
Just use me, throw me away and move on to your next toy, Arden.
Are you a fully bonded and licensed religion in the Mid-Atlantic, CheifScott? 'Cause you know I would never throw you away. You’re my favorite sailor.
Oh, jeesh. I mis-spelled his name. I’m so gonna get it.
I am a fully bonded and licensed mid-Atlantic sex god. And Gods are so much better at keeping you warm at night than religions.
But I frown upon mere mortals (no matter how sexy) when they mis-spell my name!
And it’s not nice to post ahead of a diety… even in a simul-post.
I have an indulgance from the Church of the Almighty God-Walrus! Good for the forgiveness of one sin.
[stinking out tongue smilie deleted out of deference for His Greatness]
I am the Walrus!
Goo-goo ka-choo.
And please let there be no stinking out tongue smiley.
So where’s the love for the walrus?