Saturday, December 22, 2007

Popeknobheadxiv - Thread

popeknobheadxiv said...

MSM wankaletes said...
He doesn't believe in God!


WHO DOESN'T BELIEVE IN GOD????

I'll have the bugger burned at the stake!

OH shit - I can't any more. Some simpering ninnies abolished burning at the stake. I really don't know why....

Never did anybody any harm

papal benedictions

MSM wankaletes said...

Holy father, please run the cunt over in your pope mobile or have the Inquisition put red hot pokers up his arse.

(There's a fiver in it for you)

popeknobheadxiv said...

msm wankaletes....

bless you, my child

consider it done!

just leave the fiver in the poor box like a good chap...

and on no account give it to my biatch or catamite - they'll just spend it on a rock of white

popeknobheadxiv said...

charlotte corday said...

It's more likely he looks like this:
http://shlag.com/Sorry.

I meant:
http://shlang.com/

A Freudian typo if I ever saw one..

In the confessional box with you young woman!

popeknobheadxiv said...

mark oaten-shitbreath said...
Turdburger and chips for tea. Yummy!


I think you've got your work cut out with this one here, Sigmund...

Leave the fallen women in my capable hands!

Freudian mob said...

grrrrrrrr Shot down in flames again. A women I want and am needful of!

Sigmond names Popeknobhead (Capo Di Tutti i Capi) kisses both his ass-cheeks.

Slips silently into restaurant rest-room, as limo screeches to a halt outside, windows open, machine guns blaze away.

He he he he he

popeknobheadxiv said...

Tonight, Sigmund, you sleep with da feeshes..

fuck with the papal bull abd you get the horn

fact


popeknobheadxiv said...

Trainee gruesome old boiler Danielle Lloyd is being sent to Basra to 'entertain' the troops...

Annoyingly, she will no doubt return

Shit happens

Fact


popeknobheadxiv said...

That's it!!!!! I've had it with taking confessions!!!

She came back!!!!!!

This time she says...

Ok well this 1 day i was going out with my bf that i had been going out w/ for about 5 months. so this was going to be a really fancy dinner & we were going 2 a very fancy restaurant and we r sitting there eating our meal when i feel a bubble... i try 2 hold it in but about 5 minutes later thinking it was gone i relaxed well it was not gone but just waiting. i let out the loudest grossest smelliest fart in the universe my bf looks @ me like whats wrong but otherwise ignores it. well im like this doesnt have 2 ruin our date & so we go on w/ the meal but this happens again like 5 times. my bf seems in a rush 2 leave & i am SO embaressed. later i figures out that since i am lactose intolerent something in my food must have had milk w/o me knowing. that was SO embaressing!!

I'D HAD ENOUGH.....

GET OUT OF MY FUCKING CONFESSIONAL!!! I SCREAMED

Then I shouted as a parting shot as she fled the confessional box...

50 HAIL MARY'S AND GO STICK YOUR HEAD UP A DEAD BADGER'S BUM!!!

I found a distinctly spatchcocked badger on the roadside sometime later.

I am troubled by the thought that these two events may be connected.



popeknobheadxiv said...

FR Leavis said...
Man from Stoke.


Father Leavis? Nope! I had the records checked and we have no Father Leavis. You, sir, are an imposter!!!

There was that bloke at Cambridge. Always ballsaching on about the great tradition or somesuch, but he's well dead.

And quite rightly so...


popeknobheadxiv said...

My Curia have made some enquiries and have found Hain's wife's will...

‘In the name of God, Amen. I Elizabeth Heywood, being by the blessing of God in good health, and of sound and disposing mind and memory, and considering the uncertainty of this mortal life, do make this my last will and testament in manner following: First, I commend my soul into the hands of Almighty God, trusting through the merits of my blessed Redeemer for pardon, in hopes of a happy resurrection. Item, I leave and bequeath to the three children of my deceased sister Jenkins, namely William Jenkins, Heywood Jenkins, Elizabeth Lesley, the sum of twenty five pounds each. Item, to my niece Mary Day twenty eight pounds, and to my niece Margaret Quayle twenty pounds....

drone drone...

The will is dated 1752!!!

bloody hell! the woman must be about 300!!! :-O


f r leavis deceased said...

PopeknobheadXIV

I died in 1978 and after a distinguished(some say) career in literary criticism. I now amuse myself in that place called Limbo, which you say does not exist, by visiting blogs. Sadly I do not comprehend much of the jargon but then I had difficulty on first reading Conrad.

I was not a churchgoer and since my father, who owned a piano shop in Cambridge, did not have me baptised I must here repose.


popeknobheadxiv said...

Fr leavis deceased...

do you pass the time with limbo dancing?

you should, you know..


popeknobheadxiv said...

It is claimed on the BBC website that Tony B. Liar has 'converted to Catholicism'!!!

I DON'T RECALL GIVING PERMISSION FOR THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!



popepedantxiv said...

bogeyman said...
English would be better - and refrain from disfiguring a site distinguished not only for it's bad-tempered outrage... (git with stupid long name)

Since you raised the matter, there's no apostrophe in its.


well there is if it means it is - signifying a missing letter - but not for indicating a possessive as was used here

bless you my children....




popeknobheadxiv said...

main headline in the 'Observer' today...

Blair's plan to convert started in No 10

fascinating

or possibly not

Widdecombe's plan to convert started while being pleasured by a big jack donkey

now that would make an interesting story but tragically, it isn't true

it was one of my papal bulls

;-)


popeknobheadxiv said...

It has come to my pontifical attention that a person calling herself 'Elizabeth II' has set up a YouTube channel.

'Oh what fun!' I exclaimed to one of my papal bulls. For the unitiated, YouTube video clips have comments sections and, as per usual, many of the comments can be distinctly disobliging. Now my holiness veers between Jacobinism and Jacobitism but either way the ridiculous Windsors irritate me so I set off to post a few rude comments for the fun of it.

Imagine my irritation when I doscovered that "The Royal Channel - The Official Channel of the British Monarchy" (sic) is subscription.

I'M NOT PAYING GOOD MONEY FOR THAT LOAD OF OLD BOLLOCKS!!!!!

I bet you can't even put up rude comments either!

BAH!!!

Les aristocrates à la lanterne!
Ah! ça ira, ça ira, ça ira,

Les aristocrates, on les pendra!
Le despotisme expirera,
La liberté triomphera,
Ah! ça ira, ça ira, ça ira,


popeknobheadxiv said...

She's been back in the confessional again!!!! :-O

off she goes as usual..

ok there is this guy. welli really liked this guy and he liked me back so i went to his house after school because he invited me and i asked where are your parents? well it turned out he lived alone and so he admit that he was you know craving 'IT' and so like i said i really loved him so i let him do it but right after the next day he invited me again so i went and what do i see? my best freind naked in bed WITH him!!!!i could'nt speak so i slapped him and i still hate him

FIVE THOUSAND MAIL HAIRYS FOR THE SIN OF FORNICATION!!!! Shouted I, a little testily I must admit

AND WHAT ABOUT THAT BADGER??? I added.

bajer??? she asked all innocent like

I know it was her what done it

popeknobheadxiv said...

Imagine my surprise yesterday when the doorbell to the papal palace rings. Sure enough, it’s her again!!!

ive cum 4 confeshun :D she announces

‘CONFESSION! IT’S CHRISTMAS DAY!! YOU SOME SORT OF RELIGIOUS MANIAC??? NAFF OFF! I’M WATCHING ‘HETTY WAINTHROP INVESTIGATES’!!! I shrieked affably

confeshun :D she repeated with a cheesy grin.

‘You’d better come in, I conceded. Only make it snappy and if it’s about some bf as you persist in calling them, I really don’t want to know’

She came in.

u kno that toni blair? old bloke looks like a bat /:) well i confes i fink hes a compleat cnut

‘My dear child’, I responded. ‘Everyone thinks that. Now be off with you and give badgers a wide berth in future’.

oic g2g l8rs, she replied and shuffled off.

I went back to Hetty Wainthrop and flicking sprouts at the catamite.

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