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Originally Posted by lindsay ormerod
The Rev Kev's set up in the town centre last Sat was a trestle table and some posters that said ( and I quote, no word of a lie) "Petition for lap dance club" so the 600+ folk who have allegedly signed it might well have been in favour!
I am sick of him sticking his holier than thou nose into everything; the place would generate business rates for the council and apparently create 22 jobs as well as potentially helping the town's flagging nightlife.
If he doesn't like, don't go there, I can't imagine him sticking a tenner down some dancer's thong.
This is the same bloke who once called me a satanist for wearing a t-shirt with the name of a heavy metal band on it, get real Kev.  |
I saw him there too.
I gave him my evil eyed stare.
I was just about to go and overturn his trestle table, when I started talking in tongues.
Exhausted, I had to go and look for somewhere to sit down.
My lovely Mum's only ever written one poison pen letter in her life. Signed, of course. She fears no one, especially him.
This odious little publicity seeker was the recipient.
After coming out with all the crud he did in the eighties, about AIDS being sent by God, to rid the world of sinners.
He never had the manners to reply to my dear Ma.
He once popped up on here.
I asked him if all the hundreds of thousands of children, who nowadays die each year in Africa, were also sinners. Seeing as it was their HIV positive status that resulted in their sad, untimely deaths.
Like mum, I'm still waiting for his reply.
I'm quite certain if Jesus popped down Accy last weekend, he'd have overturned this pathetic man's table. After telling him he was a vain, cruel, worthless being.