Post by TacoShiVers on Dec 6, 2006 18:02:17 GMT -5
Well hello Stranger! Nice of you to wander into this thread.
I'm going to take these few brief but special moments we have together, to tell you a little story.
Now, a few years ago, there lived a boy named Tommy. Tommy looked like ur average 13 year old boy, but Little Tommy was a troubled youth. His dad killed himself when Tommy was 9, and the little boy found the body in the bathroom.
After that he went to live with his Mom. She was a devout Catholic, and wanted to make sure Little Tommy was raised properly. But Little Tommy was always cutting school, getting into fights, was arrested once for shoplifting, and was always taking the Lords name in Vain.
Little Tommy is sitting in his room rolling a joint, when he hears a knock on his bedroom door. He quickly hides everything and unlocks the door and cracks it open.
"What Mom?" Little Tommy asks in a whiny, annoyed voice.
"Don't forget to set your alarm, were going to Church tomorrow Morning!" Little Tommy's mom says with an excited voice.
"Awww Mom, Fuck church. I rather sleep in tomorrow come on!"
"Randy Thomas Phillips! How dare you say such words!" His mother says in a stern voice, and slaps him across the face.
"You say 10 hail Maries young man, and then you better be ready for church tomorrow or I'm going to skin your hide!" She screams, and then shuts the door.
Little Tommy is pissed at this point.
"Hail Mary my ass." He mutters, then finishes rolling his joint then crawls out the window to go smoke. He is walking down along the road, and its 11:00 PM. He has already smoked his joint by now. He is having a good time, a little paranoid about passing cars and noises but not too bad. That’s when his subcounceses says something,
"Tommy, you were supposed to say 10 hail Marys, pray, and then get a good night's rest for church tomorrow." A voice inside his head says.
"Yeah but, all that God shit is kind of, I dunno, boring and whatever." Tommy tells himself, and keeps going.
Tommy is now walking on the road. Its dark outside and a drunken man speeding down the roads bravely cutting the sharp turns of the roads, slams on the accelerator around the next turn and before he even has time to re-act his truck runs over Little Tommy. He slams on his breaks and the truck skids. He gets out and runs over to the boy's lifeless mangled body, bleeding alot. The drunken man panics and gets back into his car and speeds away. He is later arrested.
Little Tommy is very surprised when he wakes up in hell. He remembers the last conversation he had with his mother, and is over whelmed with sorrow. These days Little Tommy wishes every second that he would have listened to his mother's words, but now it’s too late.
But its not too late for you. Learn from Little Tommy's mistakes, and turn to the Lord.
-God Bless
I'm going to take these few brief but special moments we have together, to tell you a little story.
Now, a few years ago, there lived a boy named Tommy. Tommy looked like ur average 13 year old boy, but Little Tommy was a troubled youth. His dad killed himself when Tommy was 9, and the little boy found the body in the bathroom.
After that he went to live with his Mom. She was a devout Catholic, and wanted to make sure Little Tommy was raised properly. But Little Tommy was always cutting school, getting into fights, was arrested once for shoplifting, and was always taking the Lords name in Vain.
Little Tommy is sitting in his room rolling a joint, when he hears a knock on his bedroom door. He quickly hides everything and unlocks the door and cracks it open.
"What Mom?" Little Tommy asks in a whiny, annoyed voice.
"Don't forget to set your alarm, were going to Church tomorrow Morning!" Little Tommy's mom says with an excited voice.
"Awww Mom, Fuck church. I rather sleep in tomorrow come on!"
"Randy Thomas Phillips! How dare you say such words!" His mother says in a stern voice, and slaps him across the face.
"You say 10 hail Maries young man, and then you better be ready for church tomorrow or I'm going to skin your hide!" She screams, and then shuts the door.
Little Tommy is pissed at this point.
"Hail Mary my ass." He mutters, then finishes rolling his joint then crawls out the window to go smoke. He is walking down along the road, and its 11:00 PM. He has already smoked his joint by now. He is having a good time, a little paranoid about passing cars and noises but not too bad. That’s when his subcounceses says something,
"Tommy, you were supposed to say 10 hail Marys, pray, and then get a good night's rest for church tomorrow." A voice inside his head says.
"Yeah but, all that God shit is kind of, I dunno, boring and whatever." Tommy tells himself, and keeps going.
Tommy is now walking on the road. Its dark outside and a drunken man speeding down the roads bravely cutting the sharp turns of the roads, slams on the accelerator around the next turn and before he even has time to re-act his truck runs over Little Tommy. He slams on his breaks and the truck skids. He gets out and runs over to the boy's lifeless mangled body, bleeding alot. The drunken man panics and gets back into his car and speeds away. He is later arrested.
Little Tommy is very surprised when he wakes up in hell. He remembers the last conversation he had with his mother, and is over whelmed with sorrow. These days Little Tommy wishes every second that he would have listened to his mother's words, but now it’s too late.
But its not too late for you. Learn from Little Tommy's mistakes, and turn to the Lord.
-God Bless