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The Messiah Cometh'

Cancel the 2006 Oscars, put the women and children to bed, call the Deleware Anti-Terrorist Hotline (yes it exists), because the Messiah has arrived.

This delicious layering of tube-processed mexican ingredients (seasoned beef, warm nacho cheese, cool sour cream, fresh lettuce and tomatos, and a crunchy tostada shell) all wrapped in a pinwheel-shaped tortilla is a humbling sight. This awe inspiring creation is about halfway between the size of a regulation firsbee golf driver and a midrange disc. For the ignorant, it's a mexican pizza wrapped in the wrath of higher power. Such genious was clearly not created by mortal man, but most certainly was acheived through a more spiritual course.

So what does this mean for us believers? This means we can finally eat our "mexican pizza" the way fast food is meant to be eaten... with our hands. It is so easy you could eat one while walking, biking, shredding air on a razor scooter or even while driving, talking on a cell phone, and applying makeup simultaneously.

Now you must be asking yourself what does a slice of heaven cost? How can you put a price on on godliness? Well emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness, is cleanliness and cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like your stomach will not be after you savorily devour this saviour of mankind.

If dinosaurs were still alive today I think this is kinda like what they would eat (except the vegetarian ones which should be striken from the books because they are weak). I think this statement also holds true for pirates, vikings, and ghosts (except for the part about vegetarians, because any of these 3 forementioned groups would kill you on the spot for even thinking such thoughts).

Why are you still reading this blog! Go out, transcend the boundaries of space and time, and own a piece of salvation RIGHT NOW!

Welcome

Hi my name is Bruce Dickinson... yes the Bruce Dickinson. I am pretty much the most kick ass, hardest rock singer of all time. In fact I am so badass that, among several accomplishments, I wrote the pilot for the hit comedy Mr. Belvedere, I in fact shot the deputy, I can divide by zero, and I composed the timeless classic "Sexual Healing" as a ballad to Margaret Thatcher (and yes... we made love).

This page is here for me to rant about not only how much I rule and how heavy my music is, but pretty much rant about everyone and everything (no man, woman, child, race, religion, sexual inclination, or political belief are safe)

Just remember the rules when you're here...

1) Your opinions are wrong and no cares
2) Arguing on the internet is like winning the special olympics...
3) I'm the cock of the walk baby
4) I gotta have more cow bell
5) and of course "Run to the hills run for your lives!"