When Miller Newton Dies

[Anonymous]

I'm gonna cheer and throw a party!!!!!!!!

Then I'm going to his funeral, where I'll continue to party.  I'll bring a ziplock baggie full of cat and dog turds to throw on top of his casket.  I'll bring plenty of rubber gloves so whoever wants to can participate, too.  I will laugh at his followers and at Ruthie, I will set off fireworks and dance on his grave.  I will offer toasts to "one less asshole polluting the world with his filthy, disgusting presence".

I hope he dies of some painful, debilitating disease so that he suffers before he croaks.

When Virgil Miller Newton dies, it will be a great day.

[Anonymous]

:rofl:  :rofl:  :rofl:  :rofl:  :wave:

[Anonymous]

Rev. Dr. Dr. Virgil Miller "Fr. Cassian" Newton touched my junk liberally. He strapped me in to his Straightmobile and he
couldn't keep his offensive hands off of me. He was performing many red flag touches. I
couldnt believe what the fuck was going on. I told Rev. Dr. Dr. Virgil Miller "Fr. Cassian" Newton the city would not approve
of a millionaire touching an underage kid for free. Can you believe it? Rev. Dr. Dr. Virgil Miller "Fr. Cassian" Newton did all this. He picked me off the street, strapped my arms and legs down in the Straightmobile's passenger seat, and just wouldn't stop fondling my cock'n'balls.
They definately were red flag touches. The goddamn referee he had in the back seat kept on
raising up this red flag every time he touched my junk but did Rev. Dr. Dr. Virgil Miller "Fr. Cassian" Newton care? NO WAY!! He
just kept on doing it. I couldn't believe what the fuck was going on, indeed. I pleaded with
Rev. Dr. Dr. Virgil Miller "Fr. Cassian" Newton but to no avail. I told him the city would not approve of such a wealthy man
touching an underage kid like me (at the time I was 13) without at least compensating me for
the trauma and the use of my body as his own personal plaything.
This got to him, worrying about his image. He continued to fondle me, all the while ignoring
the referee's red flags. Then he drove the Straightmobile to my house and ejected the seat I was in! It was amazing. But surprisingly, after I woke up the next morning, my bank account had $150k in it!!! Can you believe it?