I need a priest! or possibly a lawyer.

It has just been pointed out to me, that, as a dyslecksik, sorry, dyslixxeack, person who cant rite proper, I may have sold my soul to beelzebub, the prince of darkness. Is there a priest/lawyer out there who can tell if christmas wish letters addressed to "satan claws" count as a legally binding contract for my soul. I have only once recieved what I asked for, and the letters were all signed in ink, not my own blood. Am I going to burn in hell? <!-- s:?: --><img src="{SMILIES_PATH}/icon_question.gif" alt=":" title="Question" /><!-- s:?: --> Please tell me, and I will forward the results to DNA, the national dyslecksians association. PS, my mate found out he was dyslexic recently. He's a pimp, and just bought a warehouse.

yeah but it is fanny

Fanny? it's not fanny, it's funny. Looks like im not the only dyslexic usin this site. Funny is something you laugh at, fanny is something you worship. get your priorities right. Could that have been a freudian slip?