Jesus Erotica
You might say things turn out the best for the people who make the best of the way things turn out. But if you said that you'd probably be wrong. Most people are wrong.Fucked up bad wrong. I hate people. Stupid pieces of shit. All over the highway. Flung out of the windows by some drunk hicks. Until they hit the highway patrol's car. Fuck! And fuck they did. They fucked all night long, those highway patrol men in their little lace panties on the highway. I'd flash them quite often. Although I'm not sure why. Maybe it made me feel good. Sort of like how Jesus makes Jesus freaks feel good. But they felt guilty later about all the feeling good. Jesus erotica. Because if you really loved Jesus you'd masturbate to his image.
