Raleigh Soliloquy Pt. I - Sublime
We've got you in this f_ckin' movie to exterminate all the lunatics all at
once with a filtering system of God. We're the psycho-semantic police,
you can't even see us. How in the f_ck can you do anything about it?
We're pure intelligence, your not. Your biological product of a
cosmological universe. Your molecular matter, I constructed you, f_ck you.
I made you up, you didn't make me up, you got it backwards. You know who
you are? Your f_ckin' semantic blockage, that's what made you up. You're
a f_ckin' programmer named Christine Gontara.
You f_cked up.
She s_cked my cock, fell in love, and she was locked in. She's gonna get her second
chance to s_ck my cock again. If she turns me down, she's gonna go
straight to hell, she won't pass go, she'll never f_ckin' win.
She's the cunt that thought she was God, but that's OK, I don't give a sh_t.
As long as she s_cks me off when I tell her. 'Cause she's my zombie.
I captured that mother f_cker, and she's my cassette. I want that cock
s_cker to send me at least fifty-thousand f_ckin' dollars.
If she can't do it I'll try ten. If she can't do that, I'll try five, but that's it.
If you got a dowry of five thousand dollars, come out here and s_ck me
off, do what I tell you from now on, then you can join me for eternal time.