Praise God. Praise Jesus. Thank ya Lord Jesus for the birds and the bees and hard hits and square pieces of sod laying on turf grass and bitches and my posse and payoff money and bitches and cars and for deers and for their antler things and for the hunters who shoot them mother****ers so as to fix my arm 'n shit and all that other good shit I love. All praise be to you for blessing me and the guys who off peoples I don't like. You are the reason I'm here and able to be a role model for all the bitches and kids in the world. God, you're one badass doode, and I love ya for it. You and your son are the foshizzle, you should join my posse... So all praise be to ya, because without you, I'd be nothin... Thank ya Lord!!
I hope Peyton Manning falls into a fire!