“They say you should only speak good of the dead. He’s dead. Good.”
The scumbag lived far longer than he should have.
Thats what burns my ass. Why do these pieces of shit never die young?!
Hate and scorn sustains them.
There is no God
They’re highly motivated. Because they believe in a wrathful god they know whatever is waiting for them on the other side is going to be unpleasant
Prostitution shouldn’t be a scandal. But also, all televangelists deserve to die.
Hypocrisy was the real scandal. Not so much the prostitution. I’m certain there was a ton of anti-sex work judgement to go along with that. But otherwise I fully agree.
It’s the hypocrisy. SW should be legal/decriminalized, but this motherfucker would have preached against fornication while getting a BJ under the pulpit if he thought he’d get away with it.
Took far too long. He got ~70 years more than he should have.
“Oh well 😀”
Imagine being so shitty that people consider it good news when they hear of your death. I should hope to at least aim for a neutral reaction, or better…
“Encounters” is such a funny way to phrase it. Like he was traveling through the woods on a quest and had to roll on the random table upon which a pack of wolves was also an option.
C’mon epic battle… Epic battle please… DAMNIT! Sex workers AGAIN!
What else did everyone else have for dinner today?
I had meatballs, frozen peas, and potato salad.
Just a protein bar. My wife got home a day early from her week long hospital stay so the whole evening was a bit of scrambling.
Jimmy: “boy heaven sure is hot!” “And why am I in a hot tub of lava next to hitler and Regan?”
🎵 Only the good die young! 🎶🎷
Good riddance to bad rubbish.
Snorting meth off a gay hooker’s butt forever in the afterlife
Contributors built Jimmy Swaggart Ministries into a business that made an estimated $142 million in 1986…
… Swaggart said publicly that his earnings were hurt in 1987 by the sex scandal.
Mawww.
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes, he was, he was
Ooh, yes, he was
Rest in piss