Dearst Rev Falwell
I know I have been posting a lot of videos as of late. I have severly neglected my writing and I think it is time to remedy that.





I will call this one

Dearest Rev. FuckerAss

I address you as dear because you are dear to me. Your words and your attacks on homosexuals have haunted and enraged me for years and years. I remember watching you, fearing for my own life, terrified that at any moment the millions you lie to would suddenly riot and run down the streets to tar and feather all homosexuals.
I had nightmares where mobs hung boys from lamp posts and raged on our clubs with stick swinging thugs. Your lies and the lies of ones like you began to corrode on my well being. Bit by bit I was convinced by you that God hated me. I was also convinced by your popularity and power that my fellow Americans hated me.
This was all very good though. YOU and your efforts created me, The Faggot Prince, the very thing that will destroy the power you claim to have. You created the thing that will make all humans look upon you with a doubt, a real doubt.
YOU molded me into this rhetoric spewing master piece that will make all Americans see how you are a breeder of religious violence just like the very terrorists we bomb and shoot. IN the begining I hated God and I came at him. Then I hated the Church and her followers and I came at them.
Then your fat face adorned a television screen one morning and immediatly afterwards by coincidence the guant bitch face of Osama was displayed. You both had the same look in your lying ego maniacal eyes. It was this moment I realized what it was I had to do.

My dearest Falwell with the greatest love I come at you and ask you to set down your theological sword before you become something that I know deep down you do not wish to be.

REPENT Falwell.... your God demands it. REPENT NOW.

Tejun Fowler
The Faggot Prince