Book of Blooped

Day 2,305, 09:17 • Published in Canada Canada • by Zianni Vaatez
(Obligatory newspaper plug)

Our Rylde, who art in heaven, Warlord be thy name, thy warlord come, thy warlord be done, in eCanada as it is in heaven, give us this day our daily (Canadian) hard truth, and forgive us of our BH Snipes, as we forgive those who BH snipe against us, and lead us not into trolls, but deliver us from the Shadow CPs.

Praise the Lord and everlasting Rylde, praise his son Blooped, our savior, and praise the Top 50, it flows through us all and gives us life. For without the top 50, man would not have conquered the War Moose(S), and the world would be lost to the Muricans'.

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At the table, Blooped took the bread, gave thanks and said "take this all of you, this is my body, it has been given up for you. Do this in memory of me." When supper was finished, Blooped took the cup, gave thanks and said, "take this and drink from it, this is my blood, it has been shed for you and for all so that your sins may be forgiven, do this in memory of me."

And when Blooped looked upon the battlefield and, behold, it was corrupt; for the Muricans' had corrupted his way on the the battlefield.

(Book of Blooped 6:12)

And Blooped said to Rylde, "The end of all Muricans' is to come before me; for the battlefield is filled with violence through them; and, behold, I will destroy them with the Top 50."

(Book of Blooped 6:13)

And so Rylde said that it was to rain for 40 days and 40 nights, so Blooped gathered up all of the Top 50s, War Moose(S) and Bagged Milks, and he built himself a great ship, an arc, and it was where he would save eCanadians from the calamity.













































(Please forgive me for this citizens of eCanada.)