Kaliph
EchoBad of the Lower Echelon (XI*)
Save
me "Bob" Dobbs
from
the impending doom to come
save
me "Bob" Dobbs
from
the pinkies iron thumb
save
me "Bob" Dobbs
from
the morons who run the gov
save
me "Bob" Dobbs
from
the fools who know no love
I
know what I must do
to
earn your love and guidance
I
must pay the ultimate price;
thirty
five dollars and no cents.
cause
that's how much the world has;
no
sense in it (or jobs),
that's
why I walk the path I do to
be saved by J.R."Bob" Dobbs.
Ju’Kră
Pĭt Ju’Kēpĭt
(XI*) here, or better known as Jukra – heir to the order. I
recently found slack from “Bob” Dobbs and so far I’m loving it,
and you can too! So REPENT! Quit your low paying
HELL-HOLE JOB and SLACK OFF, and PRAISE “BOB”!
Come
X-Day, Pinks can run, but they cant hide from “Bob’s”
invading Xist army. We SubGenii will sit back, prop our feet up
on “Bob’s” metaphorical desk, and point and laugh at you pinks
getting vaporized. But some Pinks may live, but only
to be SubGenius slaves. Some of you though, I may
trade “Bob” for his patented “Fart-In’a-Jar!”.
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