SINNER! HEATHEN!! PHILISTINE!!! Oh, demented follower of the insidious BabBazz, ye know not what ye do.... Thee enters this sacred place, this temple of worship, this safe haven built to espouse the glory of the Loaf, and thee bring with the sin and not a sign of repentence. I tell thee again: renounce thine evil ways, lest the time come far more quickly than thee expect that thee be eaten alive by worms and roaches, that thine ribs are used as shipbuilding materials, and that thine entrails rot and fester within thy torso, creating ulcers, agony, and an ultimate explosion of whisky, thus as thee live by thine sins, thee shall die by thine sins.
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