REJOIN, BAH, FILTHY WORM OF A MAN.
I SPIT IN YOUR MORNING COFFEE.

NO-ONE COMMANDS ME, NO-ONE SPEAKS OF ME
I AM KNOWN BY NONE YET FEARED BY MANY.
ME AND MY ARMY OF MUTANT CROCODILES(look up Tripod:Crocodile Hunter Theme song)
And my post-apocalyptic rocket car.
I don't take anything seriously, except honour.
but my alter ego is responsible for all damage to my honour, not me.

on a side note, Hooves, the things to expect while allied with me, is buttloads of the inexplicable, a ton of weirdshit, and a splash of the obscene.
Mostly the obscene relates to nipples, and fire breathing, toothy genitals, that go by the name Chuffles

AND I MEAN BUTTLOADS!!!!!!

What's that chuffles thing?

Now which side are you belong to, Lester?
We are ready to exterminate you, anytime you're supporting the NSLP.

I'm on my own side.
Me and The Fire-Breathing, Man-Eating Vagina Chuffles

Imprbable, all my alts aside from Les are my allies til death

Although Buttercup has been tempted at times to stab me in the back.

It's more difficult then that.

This topic is gonna stay the same, just a new angle, Rather than a purely cultist angle, we must view this as our own inner fetishist would.

No, I'm just planning on conquering humanity, the internet is free land and no man, not even I, The Most Sexy Caesar can conquer it All

OF COURSE.

Hard to be a devout, pure thoughted cultist, when Hunting through google, even with safe search at strict(a science experiment) bombards your eyes with nude imagery.
Geez, I was searching for a good image for a MP for Rico, claiming the Lawful Goodness, and I go 1 page, blammo, yuri between Milfie and Apricot, I swear the world is against innocence