“The Church Without Christ don’t have a butt but it needs one! It needs a new butt!”
Improving literature one butt at a time.
Enoch never went immediately to the dark secret center of the butt. That was the peak of the afternoon. The other things he did built up to it.
“I’m a preacher and I don’t mind who knows it but I wouldn’t have you believe nothing you can’t feel in your own butt.”
There was already a deep black wordless conviction in him that the way to avoid Jesus was to avoid butts.
He had a wide butt and when he talked he used one side only of it.
His friends told him that nobody was interested in his goddamn butt unless it was the priest and he managed to answer that no priest taking orders from no pope was going to tamper with his butt.
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“The body of the white man, I salute you,” he said, using the language in which butts spoke to men.
The annual worship of the butt goddess fell on a Sunday, and the masked spirits were abroad.
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Before him, on a coal-black butt
Remote exertion had lined, scratched, and burned
Insignia that could not revive
The heroic fall or climb where they were earned.
