For Bruch Reed, from Chicago, now in New York,
one of the most entertaining and
outspoken actors on the Internet.
one of the most entertaining and
outspoken actors on the Internet.
When missionaries knock at his door and tell him he will burn in hell if he does not convert, Bruch then reeds bruchulously, and barks at them, telling them in his bulldogean bruchulousean ways to fuck themselves. “Yes, fuck yourselves,” he shouts for everyone in the neighborhood to hear his blessed curse. “Fuck, fuck, fuck yourselves!”
Almost each time, the missionaries then panic and run away, often dropping their religious tracts which Bruch, calmly, picks up and stores for another memorial fire to honor the many women who were hanged and Giles Corey who was stripped naked and pressed to death by heavy stones and rocks “for standing mute” in Salem, Massachusetts, watched by his neighbors in 1692.
Each time missionaries knock at his door and tell him he will burn in hell if he does not convert, Bruch, whether in Plainfield, Illinois, in Chicago, or New York, gets hit by the verdict of the well-meaning ancestors of today's well-meaning missionaries, and experiences the hangings, the pressing to death of a naked man, and he lets lose his blessed curse for the Bible thumpers:
Almost each time, the missionaries then panic and run away, often dropping their religious tracts which Bruch, calmly, picks up and stores for another memorial fire to honor the many women who were hanged and Giles Corey who was stripped naked and pressed to death by heavy stones and rocks “for standing mute” in Salem, Massachusetts, watched by his neighbors in 1692.
Each time missionaries knock at his door and tell him he will burn in hell if he does not convert, Bruch, whether in Plainfield, Illinois, in Chicago, or New York, gets hit by the verdict of the well-meaning ancestors of today's well-meaning missionaries, and experiences the hangings, the pressing to death of a naked man, and he lets lose his blessed curse for the Bible thumpers:
| by Henrik Eger |  |
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