NewYorkKnight1: I AM JESUS!
AFeXT: really
NewYorkKnight1: YES!
AFeXT: Would that be Jesus Christ? Or like,
Jesus Marteniz or some mexican counterpart?
NewYorkKnight1: JESUS BUDDAH CHRIST
AFeXT: Jesus Butter Christ? jeezus christ
AFeXT: I like butter
AFeXT: yes butter no butter maybe butter?
NewYorkKnight1: BUTTER IS GOOD ON
WHAT YOU CALL....BROCCOLI
NewYorkKnight1: I AM
BOOOOOOOOODAH!!!!!
AFeXT: buuuuttteerrrr? okay.
AFeXT: I think the word is BUDDHA you
dumbass
NewYorkKnight1: NO, HE FAT CHINEESE
MAN...LOOK LIKE HE ATE WHOLE PIG. I
AM BUDDAH!!!!
AFeXT: Hmm.
NewYorkKnight1: JESUS WILL STRIKETH
YE DOWN!!
AFeXT: Okay, you are butter. I get it
AFeXT: I am the new God. I am unlike the
old one.
AFeXT: The old one was to easy on you
pitiful earth creatures.
NewYorkKnight1: NO, BUDDAH...LIKE
BUTTER WITH BOSTON ACCENT.
AFeXT: I will be mericless and I will strike
down those who disobey or deviate from the
course I shall choose for them.
AFeXT: Like... YOU.
NewYorkKnight1: JESUS BUDDAH WILL IN
TURN STRIKETH DOWN FAIR DONAHUE
AFeXT: Jesus will be no more when I am
through with the cleansing of the New
World.
AFeXT: Heather Donahue will actually be
immortal when I'm through
AFeXT: So will serveral other humans that I
will choose.
NewYorkKnight1: WHO DOTH THEE
CHOOSETH?
AFeXT: No one you think you know.
NewYorkKnight1: SPEAKETH
INSUBORDINATE FOOL! WHO DOTH
THEE CHOOSETH?
AFeXT: I do not know exactly yet
AFeXT: I will choose when the time comes
AFeXT: Those worthy of being immortal
shall Become when the time is right.
NewYorkKnight1: ...AND HE GOES UP THE
SLIMY STEPS
AND DECENDS UPON THE FAIR ONE'S
DARK FIGURE...
SLITTING HER FROM NAVAL TO NOSE
AFeXT: What in the name of Me are you
saying?
NewYorkKnight1: JESUS BUDDAH DOTH
NOT ANSWER TO THOSE LOWER THEN
HE
NewYorkKnight1: ...AND HE GOES UP THE
SLIMY STEPS
AND DECENDS UPON THE FAIR ONE'S
DARK FIGURE...
SLITTING HER FROM NAVAL TO NOSE
AFeXT: You know who I am, You know I am
higher than you. So I wouldn't fuck around
with the new God, because I can do what I
want.
AFeXT: You're full of shit
NewYorkKnight1: ...AND HE GOES UP THE
SLIMY STEPS
AND DECENDS UPON THE FAIR ONE'S
DARK FIGURE...
SLITTING HER FROM NAVAL TO NOSE
AFeXT: "Isn't there something candy-assed
about a culture that needs soft pillows? The ones
who put their heads in wooden yokes at night,
that's who the smart money's on."
AFeXT: Good quote. Too bad it isnt yours.
NewYorkKnight1: NO...BUT THANK YOU.
NewYorkKnight1: ...AND HE GOES UP THE
SLIMY STEPS
AND DECENDS UPON THE FAIR ONE'S
DARK FIGURE...
SLITTING HER FROM NAVAL TO NOSE
NewYorkKnight1: ...AND HE GOES UP THE
SLIMY STEPS
AND DECENDS UPON THE FAIR ONE'S
DARK FIGURE...
SLITTING HER FROM NAVAL TO NOSE
AFeXT: Yeah yeah, and nobody's real.

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Member Name: New York Knight
Location: Thoyty-thoyd 'n' thoyd
Birthdate: Everyday except Monday.
Hobbies: Swinging from a liquid noose
Computers: Powerman 5000
Occupation: Knight of New York City
Personal Quote: "Isn't there something candy-assed about a culture that needs soft pillows? The ones who put their heads in wooden yokes at night, that's who the smart money's on."

<--- That's my fucking BlairWoods quote. Also Powerman 5000 is a band I was listening to when this conversation took place (simple coincidence).. the quote wouldnt be known AT ALL, because it's from Contact, and what lame-ass AOL harasser would have read Contact and liked the SAME EXACT QUOTE that's on BlairWoods.com...

AFeXT has a stalker