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| YOU MUST BE BROUGHT BEFORE GOD TO BE JUDGED! | |
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| Oh, wow. And here's me thinking St. Peter did not resemble a juvenile hydrocephalic chink. | |
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Brought before God, Zenotic thinks fast.
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| DEATH LABOURETH FOR THEE ON EARTH IN MISERY. SURRENDER THE POWERS YOU WERE GRANTED OR FACE MY WRATH | |
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| Hey, look. It's not my fault he can't hold his liquor. I'm sure he's fine. Probably happier, too! | |
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| Listen, foo', I don' care if yo' think yo' some prince'o death or some sheeit, I don't wanna see no klansmen in this hood! | |
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