A recent letter to Jahilliya Times (J.T.) from Tony Rooke:
You’re just a weirdo! And you ain’t no friend of mine! My bestest buddies in the whole-wide world are my two truther amigos named Richard and Gordon.
Richard Gage is a personal friend, and Gordon Duff someone I greatly admire as is Richard, as is Gordon as is Richard …
Richard, more than anything in the whole-wide world, because he has lots of ‘truthers’ money which he spends mainly on wild groupie sex parties – like how they did in the illuminati movie “Eyes Wide Shut” – doing it like they do on the Discovery Channel – hee, hee 🙂 I think Richard is a Freemason who worships the sun, but because I’m supposed to be a Christian I can’t really say that. As a Brit, I sometimes imagine him as being like Shakespeare’s historical King Richard, saying: “…A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse…” I would be his horse any day of the week, ‘cause I really truly love him THAT much – really I do! We are like best friends forever and ever! I particularly love the way Richard Gage never e-mails low-life ordinary people like you, and spends all the A&E donated money for 9/11 truth seeking on sex toys instead. As for Gordon Duff, well I think he’s a bit of a “badie” because he used to e-mail tragic little arsewipes like you, but now he has learned how to press the “block this” button on his e-mail system. I don’t care if he’s a notorious Nuker Fraud League (NFL) player, ‘cause he’s just my bestest friend in the whole-wide world, and that’s that! So don’t you ever say anything bad about him ever again, or I’m going to tell daddy George Soros on you! Richard, Gordon and I are like “The Three Amigos” who wear fire-fighter-type tight pants on all day long – to contain our fiery wee ‘truther’ balls. Every time I see a 9/11 phony plane – that looks a bit like one of Steve De’ak’s missles, I say: “Is that a male plane up there?” – ’cause I can see its wee balls – hee, hee…
We’ve got “testicular fortitude” like you wont believe! Not like all the other cry baby so-called truthers like puppets Punch ‘n’ Judy. I find most desktop ‘truther’ warriors a waste of space, as I’ve yet to see the vast majority of those names vaguely connected to a court case – like how I did at a British Court to bring 9/11 truth to the sleeping masses. It’s time to draw the line: Men or mice – now what will it be? Most so-called truthers don’t make any serious efforts to bring 9/11 into the light. For the record, I don’t believe the ‘no planes’ crap, nor Judy Woods but am happy for others to do so providing they keep it away from me! Stay away from me all you layabout paper-bitches, ‘cause I’m an active activist court room truther warrior, with fiery balls in my tight pants – just like a heroic fire-fighter amigo! Let’s ride!!
You scum sucking pigs, you sons of a motherless goat! ‘cause we – Richard, Gordon and I – are The REAL Three Amigos!! We could beat Michael Jackson in a ghostly spook “dance off” any day of the week!
Every night I sing the The Three Amigos’s “My Little Butter Cup” song, but my version goes something like this:
“My Little Gordon Duff”
My little Gordon Duff has the sweetest smile
Dear little Gordon Duff, won’t you stay awhile
Come with me where moonbeams paint the sky
And you and I might linger in the sweet by and by, oh…
Dear little Gordon Duff, with your eyes so blue
Oh little Gordon Duff, you’ re a dream come true
You and I will settle down in a cottage built for two
Oh, dear little Gordon Duff, I love you…
My little Gordon Duff, has the sweetest smile
Dear little Gordon Duff won’t you stay awhile
You and I will settle down in a cottage built for two, oh
Dear little Gordon Duff
Sweet little Gordon Duff,
My little Gordon Duff
I love you!!!