Bruce Meets A New “Friend”

This dialogue is pure fiction. No guarantee is given about its theological correctness. Take it with a pinch of salt.


“Where am I?”

“Unwelcome here, Bruce! Boy, you are ugly!”

“Who are you? Why is it so warm here? Where am I?”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk! You talk too much already, Bruce, little fag! We don’t like whiners here. Actually, we don’t like the others, either. But those like you we truly dislike the most. Believe me, it takes some doing….”

“You are being sexist! No, homophobic! Translhftdrsegh-phobic! I am outraged! Who are you!? And I am not Bruce. That was a lie, a lying woman living in a man’s body! I am Caytlyn, or Caitlyn, or Cattlyn, I can’t even remember, it’s so hot! Why is it so hot? And who are you? Who the devil are you? Help! My mascara is melting!”

“You have answered your own question, disgusting little fag. There, take this little mirror as my personal disfavour. Check how ugly you are! (laughs)”.

“Aaaarrgghhh! What is this? My makeup is all but gone! My wig is gone! I need it! I need it to escape from the body in which I am trapped! I want it back! Aaaaahhhh!!!! (Stomps inordinately)”.

“Oh shut up, you little queen! Where do you think you are, in an American university? Get me angry, and I’ll be damned when I have you flogged all right, then barbecued like it’s the Fourth of July! I am here to give you the unwelcome. I always find these little moments very amusing”.

“You homophobic bastard! Who are you? I’ll have you indicted for hate crimes! You are trampling my human rights! And why it’s so warm!!”

“Warm? Now? Are you kidding me? This is just the antechamber, Bruce, my little faggot boy. That’s where you’re told that you are screwed forever! You are going to get introduced to Standard Temperature by degrees. Otherwise you’d burn to ashes in no time, and where would the fun be?”

“Screwed? Where? I’m all for that! But please, turn the heat down!”

“You are an ugly funny guy, you know that? You are so stupid you do not even realise I could only turn down the heat (a bit; more I am not allowed to) to displease you. You still haven’t got it, have you?”

“What I haven’t got? What? I will have you arrested! I will! I will!! Aaarrggghhhhh!” (Stomps his feet to the ground again. Burns himself in the process. Stops stomping).

“You have died, you ugly moron. You have died last night. Remember those medicines? Tsk, tsk! That was a mistake, my boy! And have I told you how repugnant you are? You pervs are disgusting even to us!”

“Died? How so? It cannot be! It cannot be! Life was shit, but I wanted it anyway!”

“Shut up, little perv, and feel where your fake breasts used to be. Any difference?”

“Aaarrgghhhh! My tits! My tits!!! I need them! They help me to feel free from my cruelly wrong body!”

“Cruel? Good, then! But no, you’re wrong. When we get delivery, we always get the original package. Sorry, no can do. The Enemy has disposed so.”

“The… What! It’s so warm, I can’t even think! And”

“Come on, Bruce. Whatever I tell you, will you believe me for the saying? Don’t you know I am the Father of Lies?”

“The…. The….. Aarrrggghhhhh’! ”

“You really are amusing, you know that? Your terrified eyes are most enjoyable. I always love this moment most; you know,the moment of realisation! By the by, can you do yourself another disfavour and feel between your legs? There might be a small surprise package there?”

(Feels with hand). “Aaaaarrgghhhh! What is this!!!! It had gone away!!!! I want it cut! I want it cut! All of it!” (Sobs hysterically…)

“You ugly perv, did you think you would be allowed to roast with fake tits and all, or without the little friend you so stupidly discarded? That was part of the Original Shipment, you see. The Enemy takes these things very seriously, I am, actually, pleased to say….”

“What will happen of me? Where is my LGBTSFTRS support group?”

“Oh, they are waiting for you all right, and there will be many more where they come from! You will meet old friends, but they will now all be enemies, you know… How we all hate each other here, my.”… (pauses; smiles bitterly) friend! You will meet new enemies as well. But hey, you queens hated each other in life too, so no big change there, right?” (Laughs).

“I don’t believe this! I must be dreaming!! I must wake up!”

“Bruce, my…. friend, if you just knew what pleasure it gives me to see you in such desperation! We don’t have much fun here, you know, and I am actually the only one who has some joy every now and then; albeit you were a very easy catch, one must say….”


Here the bus honked, and my imaginary dialogue almost ended with my nose firmly squashed on his side.

Dear and merciful Lord, please help me, wretched sinner as I am, to merit purgatory one day for me and those I love most. Because the thought of myself, or any of them, having such like a conversation is not funny at all, but is actually terrifying.


Posted on June 10, 2015, in Traditional Catholicism. Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. It will be hell if the Kardashians are there too!

  2. Indeed, imagine those first moments in hell. Sacred Heart of Jesus have mercy on us !

  3. mariachristina9

    Bravo, Mr. M! Someone has to tell the truth. The devil would like all people to believe they can do whatever they want and when they die, they will just disappear. I was fortunate to have Catholic parents and a Catholic school education, but that also means I will have no excuse for myself on Judgment Day. From reading Luke 12:47-48, I believe that Catholics will be held to a higher standard than those who never heard the Gospel. I thank God for the Sacrament of Penance. There is someone whose black shoes I would not want to be in on Judgment Day, but I will pray for his conversion while he still lives.

    • I doubt Catholics will be held to a higher standard. If it were so, it would probably be better not to be born a Catholic. Rather, it is reasonable to think that to be born a Catholic (or to become it) gives one special graces that will, one day, help him (or more of them than among Protestant) to avoid the worst.

      I read somewhere (Ronald Knox, perhaps?) a beautiful image of the Barque of Peter, whose passengers may be even, on average, worse people than those on the protestant vessels; but they are on the Barque of peter, and will be helped to safely reach the other shore whilst the Protestant vessels will wreak.

  4. What a sordid image. would not read it all.

  5. Sadly, I think Bruce Jenner will eventually commit suicide. He already has in a sense.

    • Same here.
      he is living a “high” with which he tries to hide the tragedy of his condition, and the devil is clearly strong in him.
      When the “high” is gone, Satan will fall on him like a ton of bricks.
      We must pray for these idiots. They are immortal souls. Every now and then one will see the light and avoid getting lost. I have no illusions concerning the majority of them.

  6. There is no doubt that evil spirit is in Bruce. The normal people don’t do something so weir like that, it against human and God. Obviously devil controls his mind for he has determined to trade his soul for money and fame, and when the contract is expired he will, like many Hollywood stars, commit self termination. His own free will to invite the prince of the darkness in, nobody can stop him. Pray that God have mercy on his soul.

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