The Calling 11.18.2013 D.G.

Once upon a time, not too long ago... there was a young man by the name of Stacey; a humble servant of the Lord who had recently lost his way...

Once a devoted companion...

Once a faithful servant...

Somehow found himself in a prison cell with only his thoughts & regrets. The, then unknown, International League of Hoes (ILH) had claimed one more life... or so they thought. There's no doubt Stacey had been a STD victim - Strategy, Tragedy, and Disappointment. 

Considered juvenile, weak, and untested, he did not stand a chance against the powers of the evil hoe coalition! Before he could wrap his simple mind around the true cause of his latest sufferings, his relationship was over; his friends disowned him; he lost his job; and he was taken into custody for several counts of fraud and identity theft.

It was a cold November evening. The tension in the police station was thicker on this night than ever before. The full moon danced in the night sky; shining directly upon the window of one particular holding cell. Twas foreseen centuries ago, that on this very evening, a beaten & battered soul would walk in the Moonlight of Eternal Truth.

It just so happened, this was Stacey's destiny. He would soon embark on a journey of endless lies, madness, and deception. For he had been chosen.

As the jail cell door closed behind young Stacey, the chilling sound of metal on metal awakened a cry in the moonlight...

"The Calling" *Click*

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"A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them back to civility!"

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

(Twitter: @DaAceManCometh / Soundcloud: Take A Hoe By The Hand)

#TakeAHoeByTheHandFoundation #TAHBTHF #TheFoundation #Back2Civility #TheCalling #MoonLightOfEternalTruth #Destiny #ILH #RevSMII

It's Time 11.06.2013 D.G.

Good Day & Greetings to The Foundation.

Day after day, week after week, month after month, it truly warms my heart to see new faces throughout the congregation. It shows that we are willing to stand together... united... against the evil hoe-pocalypse.

Let us continue the good fight!

Now we have recently received some disturbing news. If you've stayed abreast with Save-A-Hoe Weekly, you would know that the CHIA (Counter-Hoe Intelligence Agency) recently intercepted some hoe-ass communication, illustrating the plot against us. Its seems as though the International League of Hoes (ILH) has vowed to dismember our congregation. They plan to infiltrate The Foundation, and destroy us from within! So you see now more than ever... there is zero room for error; zero room for fluctuating emotions and bitchassness. Such weakness will surely lead to our demise, and I cannot allow that to happen. WE! cannot afford such atrocity!

The first Hoe World War (HWW I) will surely occur sooner than we calculated. But who will bomb first?

My dear beloveds... I pray for thee. Tis now more than ever that we need the Lord most. May he grant us eternal strength as the hoe coalition attempts to close in. Although ye hoes hath little faith, The Reverend Stacey MoonWalker II hath undeniable faith in all of you... my people.

Because as the sun starts to set & rise earlier and earlier each day... as the trees stand naked & bare like prostitutes at Hunts Point... as the days & nights start to get colder than the frost on a eskimo bitch's hairlip, we can only conclude one thing...

!! IT'S CUFFING SEASON !!

And it is my duty as your divine minister to uuuuurge you to think twice, look both ways, be on alert, keep your eyes & ears open for the truth, dot those I's and cross those muthafuckin T's. It's time to tighten up ship!! For the invasion is real!

I'm sure it has already started for some of you. Some of you have already heard from your past demons, looking for temporary attention & shelter. Some of you have aaaaaalready been plotted on... receiving hoe-like messages such as, "Hey stranger"; a hoe's empty attempt to work themselves back into your world... and to suck the life force from your holy, yet unhoe-ly, temple one more time.

But I'm praying for you!

BE STRONG & BEWARE! Because that hoe does not want YOU per-sé! That hoe just wants your attention... an-an-and it is through "attention"... that this hoe will find itself in your homes, your beds, even your wallets. For attention is that hoe's currency! 

And Christmas is right around the corner, and that hoe knows what time it is; it's Pussy-4-Gifts time! And these demons are well aware that you've been stackin' up to buy presents for family; your spouse, your kids. So my brothers & sisters, please be cognizant of the fact that these hoes know no shame! That hoe is trying to make the list too! So please once again...

That hoe don't want you!.... THAT-HOE-DOES-NOT-WANT-YOU! That hoe wants what the hoe can get from you! Your hoe today can without a doubt be another's by nightfall. And when you're out there in the battlefield this holiday season, please wear your Night Vision Goggles. You gotsta see these hoes coming! Just because the muthafucka donates old clothes and sings Christmas carols, doesn't mean she ain't dressed like Mrs. Clause suckin balls in the after-hours... walking around with a bag of mistletoes... don't you kiss that ballsucka! Don't you dare do it!

In conclusion, know this - during the holidays aka Cuffing Season, two things tend to happen: 1) The weather gets colder, and 2) hoe activity climbs to it's peak. If you do not follow my words, then please follow the research; Amen...

Take A Hoe By The Hand Foundation Research Department
study by Reverend Stacey MoonWalker II (@DaAceManCometh)

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"A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them back to civility!"

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

(Twitter: @DaAceManCometh / Soundcloud: Take A Hoe By The Hand)

#TakeAHoeByTheHandFoundation #TAHBTHF #TheFoundation #Back2Civility #SaveAHoeWeekly #CHIA #ILH #HWW1 #Pussy4Gifts #RevSMII

If Everyday Was A Sunny Day... 08.27.2013 D.G.

Greetings & Salutations to the entire Foundation congregation from The Most High! From the Alpha & Omega!... Greetingsssss!!! From the Creator!

The Creator all of things... And I do mean all things... The sun, the moon, the stars... birds, bees, and trees.

And of course...

The Hoe.

Now what would this beautiful world truly be! without our devoted and beloved hoes? I shutter to think...

But honestly, what if there were no hoes?

Many of you might not dare to think of such a-a-a-ah a travesty! And if you are one of those "many", I urge you to adjust your radio frequencies and think again...

What if there were no hoes... because we were all hoes?

mmmHHhMMM! WHAT IF WE WERE ALL HOES? Each no different from the other! Would the concept of "hoes" even exist? Hoe-conception would never have been concepted! (alert: not a real word)

If everyday was a sunny day, then what's a sunny day? And if everybody was a hoe....

Now... I ask you... How far is that from today's truth? Hmm. Who here has not hoe'd? isn't hoin' currently? or will never have hoe-thoughts? Nobody. And that is why thou shall not judge. Because not one of us is above The Hoe... we are no better.

A hoe I once met during my missionary visit over in West Skankville told me, "Nope! Once a hoe, always a hoe!" And I sat there and thought to myself, "This hoe is truly lost, and cannot be saved................................................ but imma try."

But on a serious note, that hoe was wise far beyond her hoe years! Because if there's one thing I've learned on my long quest to bring all hoes back to ci-vil-i-ty, is that once you expose your inner hoe, it stays with you. You'll always have that hoe on your shoulder whispering in your ear! 

Once you have stared your inner hoe in it's hoe-ass face, there's no forgetting it's there. It's apart of you. You'll always have hoe thoughts!! Whether you act on them depends on how strong your will is. Because hoes never claim to have will, they say "I will..."

The words "I will..." are glittered throughout their Ho-Pledge!

'I, the Hoe, pledged to continue to tear apart the fabric of all great binding unions... I will lie! I will cheat! I will deceive! I will receive! and so forth & so forth...'

But I digress...

Once you've hoe'd, you forever carry the potential to hoe again! And if thou hath the potential, thou may end up hoin' on any given day, at any given hour, at any given moment! Half of ya'll probably are reflecting on the hoe shyt ya did just last night... or even rrrrright before service!

Whether you like it or not, we all have some degree of hoe in us. We aaaallllll some hoes up in here. Everyday is truly a sunny day. And self-actualization shall set you free, putting you on your way to Change. Amen!

Right now, I'd ask that if you have any hoe in your heart you'd like to acknowledge today, just step forth to the podium. I'll lay my hands upon ya hoe ass and say a little sumthin for ya soul.

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"Benny! Make sure you get me some hand sanitizer after we take collections"

- Reverend Stacey MoonWalker II

A Message From King’s Landing (Game of Thrones Edition) 08.21.2013 D.G.

Have you no honor!? 

Ye dare to smite thee with fragile promises of happiness? A happiness that supposedly runs deep between a woman’s thigh. A so-called happiness that breeds unbound consequence & dismay!

Have you no honor!?

Ye who hungers to eat cock and but does not expect to shit shame. Tis such a “person” fit to live amongst the civil as you and I... or should one be named accordingly?... A noble cocksmith perhaps.

Have you no honor!?

... for you nor your father!? Has his hard work & sacrifice gone in vein? Twas it not for you he strived for a better life? And how have ye repaid such a debt? By letting all of the seven kingdoms know that the finest wine and punani hale from your family’s name!

Have you no honor!?

... for you nor your child!? Does thou not kiss thy child to sleep with the same puckers used to filet the sac of a thousand men. Does thou not comfort thy children with thy hands? The same cockgrabbers used for social recreation throughout the seven kingdoms?

Have you no honor!?

... for you nor the gods!? May the gods themselves curse thee with vaginas more black & dry than cold leather seats. Maybe then you will learn to be weary of each throne you conspire to sit upon. For not all thrones are that of kings... peasants have thrones too!

One would like to know... how does thou view thyself!? Each day... as ye awakes... staring upon the wall of reflection. The crust of cum in ye eye, the smell of balls on ye breath, and the sweat of a 100 beds dried upon ye buttocks. How does thou view thyself then!? Like a lady? Heavens no! Stay true to your nature, beast!

For the truth of one’s natural self lies within the purity of one’s soul. The mask used to bare to the world weighs heavier with each day. And with each new moon, that very mask sinks lower upon your face, and shall continue to do so until you have no choice but to remove it along with all fuckery. And once it has been removed...I will be there!

And I will shout, “You!! Yes, you there! Give thee thy hand... for I see you clear as day now.”

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"Let the crows from above send word of your new name... Whore! Whore! Whore!"

- Lord Stacey MoonWalker II

I'll Take You There 06.26.2013 D.G.

Greetings my Brothers & Sisters of the Foundation! Today is a good day!

Today I had a dream! A vision! 

Today I had a prophecy!!!

Please bow your heads right now! and pray to the Almighty for HD clarity, for I am about to paint one of the most vivid pictures of our generation.

Ladies & gentlemen, please close your eyes as I take to a place where some may find it hard to comprehend... some may find it unimaginable... for those who have felt the soul crushing wrath of a hoe's destruction, you may feel the necessity to bring this place to fruition... a place I like to call...

HoeTown, USA

It is a magical place. A place developed after we finally won the war on hoes; a place of grace, glamour, and honesty. Tis only in HoeTown, USA would one not need Night Vision Goggles for the truth bares itself! One would be immune to the shocking emotional scars of a hoe's STD (Strategy, Tragedy, and Disappointment) campaign. Here in HoeTown, USA, there are no hiding places for hoes; those providing safe havens for hoes shall be disposed of expeditiously!

Here in HoeTown, USA... all hoes develop Tramp Stamps within 24 hours of all sexual encounters. OOOOOOHHHHH YA CAN'T HIDE FROM ME IN HOETOWN BABY! "I see you hoe!"

Now these Tramp Stamps are not your typical tattoos on the lower back. These tramp stamps are physical barcodes that appear on the hoe's body after each sexual encounter. A white barcode means the hoe recently performed oral sex. The black barcode means the hoe recently had sex. The green barcode means there were multiple partners involved in the hoe's most recent sexual encounter. And the red barcode means "DANGER! Don't go in there! That last partner wasn't safe!"

Each Tramp Stamps consists of a scannable barcode which brings up a line-item report of the hoe's last performance. Above each barcode are the initials of the hoe's last partner,  and below each barcode is the date and time of that particular hoe-encounter.

OOOOOOOOOOHHH GOLLY MISS MOLLY! Family, I want your to open your eyes right now! turn to your neighbor and say, "Neighba! I know a place!"

Family! These hoes would no longer be able to shadow their hoe intentions! These hoes would no longer be able to deny themselves as Peter denied Jesus!

HoeFax.com would instantly become the #1 most profitable mega corporation world-wide, as their "Scan Dat Hoe" application would be the most downloaded app on the iPhone and Android market.

Traffic lights in all major metropolitan areas would have built-in hoe scanners with megatron screens on the side skyscrapers, displaying the amount of hoes currently moving through our cities.

Sisters of the Foundation... understand you can breathe easy knowing that you may be living in a low hoe level community. And if somehow you are in a heavily hoe-ridden area, you'll consciously have the presence of mind have to lace up your combat boots everyday and fight for your man's heart, as well as the cleanliness of your man's Kong Johnson.

For information is the greatest weapon of all! And in HoeTown, USA, these hoes have no chance! The jig is up! "For not only do I see you hoe... but I also scanned yo ass too!"

But still be weary my beloved Foundation! For the way of the hoe is full of strategy, tragedy, and disappointment. Even in HoeTown, USA, hoes have found a way to hide their Tramp Stamps using make-up! Hoes may also keep their Tramp Stamps hidden with lingerie and things of that nature! Make that hoe shower! And watch for any possible scannable hoe-signs.

HoeTown, USA may be a Foundationite's paradise, but one must still remain on high alert, and be on the look out for suspicious hoe activity.

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"Hoes only have the capacity to like! They love no one but themselves!"

- Reverend Stacey MoonWalker III

Hoe Tales, Part 1 06.03.2013 D.G.

Good Day my Brothers & Sisters. On this day, I simply want to share a story...

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In the small town of Bookman, New Jersey, two women were randomly selected to race against each other in local town fair for the grand total of $2000. 

One woman was Tanya - a single well-respected business women with two bachelor degrees from Winstin College, and a masters from Yupton University. Tanya had just recently moved to Bookman from... from... as of matter of fact, no one really knows where Tanya previously resided.... hmmph

Now on the other hand, we have Jasmine, best known as “Cookie” - she was the infamous neighborhood hoe! Ooooooooh there wasn’t a penis Cookie couldn’t crumble, or at least try. All the guys loved her, and alllllll the women despised her very existence. Cookie was as fierce as they cum!

As they lined up for the 100 meter dash, they both saw something that was worthy of an “Oh My God”! The only difference was that Tanya’s OMG was out of shock & dismay, and Cookie’s OMG was one of excitement & joy. What they both saw, in that very same moment... was their Physical Challenge before they could cross the finishing line and claim the $2000 cash prize.

Rules Of The Physical Challenge:

Announcer: “Here, stand two men! Two strong lads with their hands tied behind their backs... blindfolds over their eyes.... and BUTT BOOTY NAKED! Your challenge is to ssssssuck your designated penis until ejaculation before crossing the finish line to claim your cash prize!!!”

And just like that! The crowd started to roar! The place erupted with cheers & chants in favor of the local favorite. Even the women who once hated her, cheered for Cookie, as they did not want a “foreigner” to walk away with the win.

Tanya did not look like she was the right person to be selected for this race. She huffed & puffed , showing her clear lack of enthusiasm for such a public & disgraceful display of filth. She even cried that she wanted no parts of the race. But as she started to walk away from the starting line, THE GUN WENT OFF *POP* THE RACE HAD BEGUN!!!!!

Cookie, with the biggest smile on her face, took flight! One has never seen a human being run that fast! She was well on her way of making history by breaking the Town Fair Record.... aaaaalllll for her love of penis! Some may call it a damn shame, while others say she’s simply responding to her calling.

Seeing how Tanya hadn’t even left the starting line, the crowd started to turn away in disappointment. They wanted to see a competition! No one wanted to waste their time watching Cookie suck dick. They can get THAT show any day of the week; so soon EEEEVERYONE left! The once cheerful crowd had now abandoned their local “favorite” to suck penis in silence...

The very next morning, the local paper’s front page headlines read as such:

“SHE SHOCKED THE WORLD! IT’S A TIE!”

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What’s the lesson, you ask?

Hoes & Secrets go together like Kool-aid & Sugar! You can't have one without the other... And also every hoe knows you can’t just walk away from two months rent in cash prizes! 

Today I want you all to reflect. Turn your attention inward, and discover your inner-hoe. And after you've succeeded, you'll be able to recognize the dark hoe in others using your Night Vision Goggles. One must be able to recognize a hoe's spirit before engaging with the enemy..... Takes A Hoe To Save A Hoe! And it is my GOD-GIVEN DUTY to bring aaaalllll these hoes back to civility, and one day, to the Promise Land.

Take care my Brothers & Sisters, and Good Day!"

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

The Love In Your Heart 05.18.2013 D.G.

"With Christ in my heart, and Hennessy in my veins; I shall engage this hoe and take away her pain.... Hey Hoe! 'I see you!'"

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I recently ran into a young brother that exclaimed, "Rev! I can't take it no mo'! F*** deez hoes mang!"

I had to sit this young brother down... I had to sit this young misguided brother down and teach him about God's love. You see for he had mistaken my preachings & teachings for lectures of hate. Let it be known, I am no Adolf Hitler! No sir! I wish genocide upon no hoe! What my mission calls for is for me to spread the realization that hoes exist in various ways, shapes, and forms with complex turns, burns, and concerns.

I do not hate hoes! I love hoes! God teaches us to love one another! The love in your heart is meant for all of the Lord's children... so why not hoes!? Are they not God's children?! And if you think not? Then why? Why be so judgmental? Tis not your duty nor responsibility to judge and banish the hoe race to eternal damnation.

A crippled man might not like that fact that you can walk.... and hate you even more because you do it so well and with pride.

A hoe might hate your guts because you have self confidence, self control, and dignity. That hoe could be jealous of you! You ever thought of that?... YOU COULD BE THE ENEMY!

But we must combat that. And the only way to do so is to use the love in our hearts.

So I say on to thee...

"Love thy neighbor, and your hoes... and while you're at it, you might as well love your neighbor's hoe too!"

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"One by one, we shall over come. Take a hoe's hand and show that hoe aaaaalll the love she can take!"

- Reverend Stacey MoonWalker II

STDs 05.02.2013 D.G.

Good day to you all! And what a blessed day today truly is...

As sunny days are now upon us, one can only conclude that The Season of The Hoe is upon us as well. Tis only in the summer days can a hoe successfully blend in with society in the light. So I say on to thee 'BEWARE OF THE DAY WALKER!! For your Night Vision Goggles are useless until sun-fall. May the Lord be with you 24 hours day, 7 days a week. May He watch over you when you stand, and as well as when you sleep. May the forces of a hoe's determination never find the weakness of your soul. Be on the look out Brothers & Sisters of the Foundation for War... is upon us all.

Now... I must admit. Today when I woke up, I struggled to find the message in which I was to convey. I tossed & turned with myself, searching within for some sort of inspiration; some sort of sign from the Almighty............ and then....... there it was. There it was !RIGHT! before my very eyes. Tis now clear what must be shared.

You see, the 'Big Man Upstairs' makes no mistakes. Everything happens, and does NOT happen, for a reason. You see family, I hardly ever pay attention to commercials when I watch the television; I usually walk away or simply change the channel. But today was different! I found myself paying attention to a commercial about animal abuse. An-an-and how animal abuse was a worldwide problem. An-an-and how we, as a people need to all chip in to save Lil Snowflake. And as the camera jumped from one country to the next, I discovered something that I was destined to discover, and destined to share with you all. The camera was showing an abused dog in Saudi Arabia; and the dog was standing in front of a wall of filth with all sorts of graffiti writings on it; and as I stared at the graffiti writings on the wall, it hit me... I know those words! I've seen those words before during my tour, how could I ever forget... 

أنا ما أنا ... ومجرفة هو ما أنا.

Translation: "I am what I am... and a hoe is what I am."

OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! It was the inspiration I had been waiting for! Just like a hoe! Ask and you shall receive my Brothers & Sisters! Twas that not my blessing!? To say 'nay' would be to deny your faith in the Foundation.

You see my Family! The hoe plague has reached our family members overseas as well! Tis not only at your front door, but also at your back door as well... and even in your windows. One must get ADT Home Protection to guard oneself from the massacre within a hoe's grasp. We are all vulnerable. We could be attacked at any moment. Why I just had to console a young brother the other day, as he was a victim of a hoe-crime. She smiled in his face, laughed at his jokes, and enticed him with dreams of getting head far better than the average man had ever known! And as I stared into his red teary eyes, he said, 'Damn Rev, the b**** got me"... Ooohhh this hoe was fierce! This hoe was wondrous! For she had visited his home, sucked him to sleep, and took off with all his valuable belongs!! AAAAAWWWWWW FAMILY! LET US EXCLAIM IN UNISON! - "HOES AIN'T SHYT!"

If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times. The way of the hoe is one of what!? Strategy, Tragedy, and Disappointment... This hoe hit 'em with the S-T-D!

And it can be said! That once a hoe hits you with the S-T-D, you might not recover. Some say ain't no comin back!

I am proud to say, that I, the Reverend Stacey MoonWalker II, am your salvation! Let me be your strength as you battle through your STD situation. OOOOOOHHH! It'll get ya down! It'll change ya life! Ya friends probably won't even wanna be around ya! Other women will pass you shaking their heads saying, "... you know it's a damn shame what that hoe did to 'em. He used to be all that, but ever since that STD, he's never been the same."

You! are better than that. You! are smarter than they are! These hoes are not a species of thought. A hoe has no cognizance of her hoe actions. Hoes merely function on primitive instinct. The hoe was once human until it lost it's way. It is our time... to step on to that battlefield... take a hoe by the hand... and bring these hoes BACK! to civility! And it all starts with the fundamental words of a hoe's destruction, "Hey Hoe!!  I......See.... You!"

Amen & Goodnight!

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A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them BACK to civility!!! 

Farewell & Stay Strong!

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

Elementary My Dear 04.23.2013 D.G.

Good day my Brothers & Sisters; and if you're receiving the word in the night-hour, good evening.

As I now look upon you all, I see all kinds of folks; lawyers, doctors, social workers, landscapers, cashiers. Some of you may be accomplished in your respective fields, and some of you may still be on your way. Some of you have masters degrees; other's, just bachelors or even high school diplomas. A few of you stand before me now with immense pride, thinking your educational background or occupational success makes you more equipped to fight this war. And if so, you're sadly mistaken.

Family, I'm telling you right now that all the books in the world mean nothing in the war against hoes. The most educated individuals still find themselves within a hoe's reach.

On this battlefield, a man's wisdom can only serve as his armor, and may his knowledge of the truth act as a thunderous sword... cutting through the shit-storm that hoes hail upon us all.

Today's word is directed to the Sisters of the congregation. Today's word is directed to the wives, fiancés, and girlfriends of the congregation. The "battlefield nurses" as I like to call them - the women who pick up the pieces and repair men who have been shredded by hoes and their destructive carnage. Some!... may argue they are the heroes of this war against hoes, but I beg to differ - The Reverend Stacey MoonWalker II believes they have equally contributed to the genesis of this hoe plague...

My Sisters! How well do you know your ABC's? I'll ask again.... How-well-do-YOU-know... YOUR ABC's?

Now I'm not talking about the ABC's you learned in school. I'm preaching about the ABC's of your relationship - the fundamentals of your man's desires.

You see for a woman to combat the world wide effects of Hoe-ism, she must be confident in her knowledge of her man.

Men are simple, and that is no stereotype. We are simple creatures when it comes to fulfillment.

You see, although there are twenty six letters in the alphabet, men only give a damn about A, B, and C - THAT IS ALL!!

I bet you never thought it was that easy to create that tunnel vision!! And some of you, still, right now, now are whispering to yourself, "The Rev is full of shit"... mmmhhhmmm.

Well first, watch ya mouth! And secondly, open ya ears.... You see a woman will usually be so caught up on aaalllllll the things they do for their significant other, keeping count, not realizing that they're doing aaalllllll this extra activity on their own accord - doing D through Z on their own accord... ignoring the fact that A,B, and C are the only factors that truly matter. Now each man's ABCs may differ. One must discover the ABCs in your specific relationship - meaning outside advice may not apply. I need you to leave here today with the understanding that D through Z is greatly appreciated, BUT your man did not ask for that; D through Z is not, and was NEVER on his list of critical concerns. His list was quite simple; A, B, and fucking C! - THAT IS ALL!! If you only focused on ABC, and stopped doing D through Z, would he notice? Yes, but he ultimately would not give a damn because his fundamental needs are being fulfilled. Let "D" stand for "Damn", and you need to realize that he doesn't give a "D" (Damn) because he simply does not have one to give. He only has A,B, and fucking C! - THAT IS ALL!! 

So from now on, do not look surprised as you're breaking your back, doing D through Z, and you suddenly realize your man's head is on a swivel everywhere he goes... being taken advantage of by hoes! Cuz you know what... HOES KNOW THEIR ABC's... oooohhh like a muthafucka baby! They don't know a damn thing about D through Z - that's too much work for a hoe to even fathom. Even so the only people who are baffled by a hoe's inability to perform D through Z are other women who can't even perform ABC... seemingly, other women; and to be more specific... YOU BITCH! Don't eyeball me like that Sister Jay! You know damn-well where Brother Jay really was last Saturday.... but I digress...

All I'm saying is... don't spend too much time judging these hoes, when you should be befriending these hoes, and learning hoe-tactics. "Love thy enemy"... "Keep your friend's close, and your enemies even closer... just not at the house."

These hoes today are taking advantage of your clear lack of knowledge and your ignorance of the fundamentals in  regards to your personal relationship. But don't feel too threatened ladies. Hoes don't want your man... just the time he's willing to share.

Get on your job!!

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A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them BACK to civility!!! 

Farewell & Stay Strong!

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

Shame On A Brother 04.17.2013 D.G.

Good day my Brothers & Sisters! And if you're receiving this word in the night-hour, Good Evening.

Would everyone please reach beneath your seats; you will find your very own Hoe-In-Hand Guidebook... You're Welcome!

Today, I would like to read to you from the Book of the Bitch-Nukka:Chapter 6:Verse:22...

"She showed me things that I have never seen. She yearned for me to do things I have never known. The mere fusion of her words & tone in which she whispered upon my ear gripped my inner being. Although I was engaged, I knew from that very moment, I was in love this other woman."

I'm going to give ya'll a moment to let that set in a bit before I continue...

Now let us examine this bitch-nukka's testimony. I say let us examine him! And not judge him! Because none of us were born with the bitch-nukka-vaccine. We've all been bitten by the twat-bug once or twice, for the power that lies between a hoe's legs has been known to move mountains! And a hoe's vaginal courtroom grants immunity to no one! 

The story of Demarcus Taylor is one of a tortured soul. This fallen soldier once slaved to save paycheck after paycheck after paycheck to purchase the engagement ring of his woman's dreams. He slaved to save paycheck after paycheck after paycheck to purchase his woman's dream house. He slaved day & night for one reason and one reason only - to secure a bright & hopeful future with the woman whom he longed to be his wife... but "She" had other plans for him.

"She", being the hoe who watched from a distance. "She", being the predator who stalked her prey. "She", being the one who would be the ultimate downfall of what was supposed to be a match made in heaven. And it all started with a smile and a "Hi".

"Hi."

That's all it took! 

That's aaaallll it took to take Demarcus out of his tunnel vision. For years, all he cared about was his woman. For years, all he loved was his woman. For yeeeeaaars! all he could see was his woman, !UNTIL! the perfect hoe popped her hoe-ass-face in his tunnel of love - the perfect hoe, with her perfect eyes, and her perfect mouth engaged his loving soul with a single word... "Hi".

It is here that we are able to witness Demarcus' true strength. To say that he had been faithful & committed all those years would be the stretch of a lifetime. Those blessed with divine vision can see Demarcus clearly for the bitch-nukka he really is. It is impossible to call him a "good man" for this "good man" simply had not been tested!... HE SIMPLY!-HAD NOT!-BEEN TESTED!

The strength of a man can only be measured by the outcomes of his battles! And upon his first true test, he failed miserably! 

So let this be a lesson to my Sisters out there - you may claim you want a "good man"; you may claim you don't want a "ladies man"; you may claim to want someone who has always been "grounded" - but what you fail to realize is, that at the same time, you're claiming to want a man who has been "untested". And when the day comes for your "good man" to receive his test, you better pray to the Almighty Himself that he has his Night Vision Goggles on. And let thy spare no shred of honesty when I say - tis very rare for an untested man to be able to see a hoe for what she really is... for the way of the hoe is one of what? Strategy! Tragedy! and Disappointment!

To an untested man, a hoe's look is pleasurable; a hoe's scent is fulfilling; a hoe's touch is earth-shattering; a hoe's kiss is inspiring.... OOOOOHHHH! A hoe is a magical muthafucka!!! And to an untested man, she is one of a kind! 

But to a seasoned veteran in this war, like myself, a hoe ain't !NOTHIN! but another lost soul. And with aaaaaalll my God given strength, I shall look down upon the wicked eyes of a hoe and let it be known!! "Hey!!! I... See... You!"

And as today's word concludes, let us leave singing the words of our own Brother Dr. Andre Young (Click).

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A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them BACK to civility!!! 

Farewell & Stay Strong!

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

PSA From The Foundation 04.16.2013 D.G.

"There is a war going on outside. A war that no man, woman, nor child is safe from. These hoes have now brought it to our door steps. Tis not the season to look the other way! Tis the season to engage in mortal combat! We must finish them!!! These hoes must not know the taste of victory! May they only know the taste of sweat & disdain. Farewell Family!"

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

Testimony I: Strength From Within 04.16.2013 D.G.

Greetings! Salutations! And Good Morning! As I look around the congregation, I can only smile.

It makes me smile to see new faces each week; to hear new testimonies each day. Just last week, a Brother walked up to me with tears in his eyes and gratitude in his heart. His tears were those of joy... an-an-and FULFILLMENT! For the Lord had blessed him with his very own pair of Night Vision Goggles! He admitted to being scared & hesitant at first. He didn't know whether or not he was ready to take a look at his own woman with his new found vision! Although he claimed to be down for the cause... FEAR had infiltrated into his temple! So he journeyed to the package store; came home, and poured himself a cup of that liquid devil, and then it hit em! OOOhhhhh it hit em good & hard!

He recalled how he once sat in the front row as Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II declared, "... for the war is not for the bitch-nukka... tis nnnnNNOT for the bitch-nukka!!!"

The next day, after work, he went on over to his woman's apartment; patiently awaiting her arrival with a recording device.

Now Family! As you listen to this clip, you need not judge his methods, but applause him and recognize his strength from within. Brother, please come forth with the recording...

Recorded Testimony (CLICK HERE)

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As we part ways once again, remember Brothers & Sisters...

A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them back to civility!!! 

Farewell & Stay strong!

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

N-V-G 04.08.2013 D.G.

Brothers, Sisters, Family & Friends... I want to ask you a question...

When was the last time you had your eyes checked? Mmmph. Can you remember? And if you can recall your last appointment, how good did the optometrist say your vision was? Mmmph... 20/20? 15/18? 10/12? Let me see by show of hands, how many of you were told you had perfect "20/20" vision?

What if I were to tell you... no matter how strong science says your eyes are... you can still potentially be hoe-blind! Aaaaaawwww my Brothers & Sisters, this is some scaaaaaaaary !shit!

What if I told you, "YOU CAN STILL BE PO-TEN-TIAL-LY... HOE-BLIND!"

You see my Family! The hoe organization has evolved far passed the technological advances of mankind. The Almighty has only blessed a finite number of individuals with the tools needed to see a hoe for what that hoe really is. The average citizen may be able to spot the average hoe if lucky, but the eyes of the average citizen is no match for the advanced social camouflage of today's "super hoe"... a.k.a. the "extraordinary hoe."

I'm here to tell you that if you haven't seen a hoe today, then you need to get your vision checked! I'm here to tell you today that, throughout your workday, if you can honestly say you have not come across a hoe in the last 3 hours, then you need to get your vision checked... Statistics illustrate that every 19.14 seconds a hoe somewhere engages in hoe activity. So let me further enlighten you...

When you were in your car, going to work today, the nice lady who slowed down to let you over in traffic... coulda-bena-hoe.

When you were on the bus this morning, and you gave your seat to that sweeeeeeet sweet old lady who could barely stand on her own two feet... coulda-bena-hoe.

When you woke up this morning! Took a shower! Brushed your teeth! Spit in the sink! and wiped your  cracked chapped ass lips while looking in the mirror!... could-have-been-a-mutha-fuckin-hoe!

THAT'S RIGHT! DON'T YOU KNOW IT! Some of ya'll are sitting there right now, in complete denial, not realizing, that you too, have hoe tendencies.

But you can't see it, can you? And that's the shame. You were losing the war against hoes long before the war even started... due to your inability to recognize the enemy that stood before you.

As it is written... Hoes are the most comfortable in the darkest of places; for hoes function at peak in the darkest of corners. They live in the dark. They feel safe in the midnight hour. They operate knowing that they can not be seen, therefor the hoe is free to do whatever the hoe feels like doing without fear of any ramification.

Well it's time we smarten up. It's time to get sophisticated with our approach people... It is time to strap on your Night Vision Goggles, walk right up to a hoe, take a hoe by the hand, and say, "Hey! I see you!"

OOOOOOOOHHH WAIT TIL YOU SEE THAT HOE'S FACE! when the hoe realizes the jig is up! And I will state it again, "... the way of the hoe is one of strategy, tragedy, and disappointment", so do not be surprised if the hoe drops the dick, plays dumb, and gives you the "I have no clue know what you're talking about"-face. Do not be startled; just let that hoe know, "Hey hoe... I see you!"

Even then, that hoe might try to put on the performance of a lifetime, denying any & all hoe-activity, and then that's when you let her know, "HOE, I GOT NIGHT VISION GOGGLES!! I SEEN AAAAALLL THAT SHIT!"

OOOOOOOOHHH WAIT TIL YOU SEE THAT HOE'S FACE!

And right there... in that very moment... the hoe has a decision to make. To accept your hand and follow you back to civility... or... scurry to another dark corner, hoping & praying the next man has yet to receive his pair of Night Vision Goggles.

Go out! And get you a pair!!

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As we part ways once again, remember Brothers & Sisters...

A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them back to civility!!! 

Farewell & Stay strong!

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

Thou Shall Not Judge 04.04.2013 D.G.

Who are we to judge? Think about that question for a second. Let that question sink in.

Who are we to judge?... Who are WE to judge THEM?

Are we perfect? Are YOU perfect?... No, you are not.

... and neither are these hoes!

A lost soul once looked me in my eyes and cried, "Hoes are people too my n****."

And as I looked back at this hoe, I stared deep into her soul. I saw pain. I saw discomfort. I saw self-pity. But I also saw something else. I saw hope. Yes, I know it's hard to believe my Brothers & Sisters, but yes... I saw hope for this young hoe. This hoe could be saved! This hoe could brought to Salvation! This hoe could be brought BACK TO CIVILITY!!! And right then & there knew that I, Reverend Stacey MoonWalker II, would be the one to save this low-life skanky decrepit ass hoe!! Oh I knew I was in for the battle of my life. For this hoe was dangerous, maybe more dangerous than the ones before her.

"Hoes are people too my n****." - Some of you might laugh... snicker... some of ya'll might even suck your teeth, but NOT I! I shall not judge this hoe because this hoe has shown herself. She has revealed herself. And what makes this hoe so dangerous is that she is fully conscience... fully aware of her hoe ways. The statement "Hoes are people too my n****" shows RECOGNITION!! She has accepted who she is... and with the Lord in my heart... so have I. I looked that hoe in the eyes and said, "I accept you." Then I gave her a hug.

OOOOHHHH YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT!!! This hoe didn't know what hit her! Brothers & Sisters, that hoe wept! That hoe cried on my shoulders for almost 30 minutes! She had never witnessed such kindness, such compassion. I had changed her life... or at least that is what I thought. You see, I as I said before, the way of the hoe is one of tragedy and dissapointment. For this hoe, in the midst of a pure & genuine moment, tried to play on my compassion. As she lifted her head from my shoulder, the hoe attempted to kiss me on the lips.

And as her lips drew closer to mine, my hand drew closer to her face. I firmly grabbed her by the jaw, and I said, "No!... Nnnnooo! No! No! No! No! No! NO! Stop it! ssssssssSSSTOP IT! You don't do that!"

As I gazed upon this lost soul, all I could think was, "THE NERVE OF THIS MUTHAFUCKA!"... for this hoe has truly lost her way... but it's not her fault. Some weak-minded fool claiming to be a "man" probably made her this way.

And as angry as I was on the inside, I knew I could not show it. I had to show poise and maturity. I watched her back away from me with tears in her eyes, and eventually walk away. And as I watched her and that beautiful juicy butt strut away, I softly spoke the words Jesus taught me, "I forgive you."

We can not judge these hoes! For that is NOT our job! We must not give in to these hoes! For that is NOT what we do! We must embrace these hoes! For it is the ONLY way to fight this war. It is a dirty fight Brothers & Sisters! Tis not for the "bitch-nukka" nor for the weak at heart! I repeat, tis NOT for the "bitch-nukka" nor the weak at heart! It takes a Real Man to look a hoe in the eye and say "I see you and I understand".

The Book of the Bitch-Nukka tells countless stories of so-called men crumbling before the vaginal power of these hoes. And each time one failed, it was because he simply started to judge. Once you start to judge that hoe, then your vision becomes mirky; your judgement become clouded; you start to act off your emotions. To judge is is to have emotion, and when engaging a hoe for the sake of HER OWN salvation, one can not bring emotions to the battlefield... for these hoes do not run on emotion, they survive on instinct & social intellect.

The rabbit hole gets deeper! Now look in the mirror and ask yourself, "How deep into the darkness are you willing to travel?"

A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them back to civility!!!

Farewell & Stay strong!

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II

The Revelation 04.03.2013 D.G.

Good Day! And if you're just getting off work, then Good Evening.

Welcome my brothers & sisters! If you're here, it MUST be because you care. If you're here, it MUST be because you understand. If you are hheeeerrrree, it MUST be because you recognize that war is amongst us. A war that goes beyooond comprehension for most folks.

Now, I'm not talking about the war on drugs, no sir! As I slowly walk the Moon, it is obvious America is losing that battle. The war I speak of has been one of the longest... one of the most sacred... and unfortunately, one of the most silent wars Man has ever known... the war against hoes.

Brothers & Sisters! The War Against Hoes is upon us! and has been for some time now! The very existence of hoes can be traced back to the beginning of civilization! For centuries, hoes have been weaving their way through the deep underbellies of society. These hoes are in our streets! These hoes are in our families! These hoes are now in our schools systems! These hoes have even infiltrated our government! Lord knows how many hoes you've encountered in your lifetime. Lord knows how many hoes you've held hands with at church! Only the Lord knows how many hoes have slipped under your radar UNDETECTED! Brothers & Sisters! The way of the hoe is one of strategy, tragedy and disappointment. The modern day hoe is a sleeper cell. She operates on a normal wave from day-to-day, until her inner-hoe is triggered. Could be a song... could be a movie... could be a dessert... COULD BE A WORD! Imagine that! it could be a mutha-fuckin-word! A word like "Thanks".  mmmhhhmmm, now think about that word; "Thanks" or even "Thank You"... words of gratitude. Gratitude - a concept that a hoe might not be familiar with. For a female who might be feeling neglected & unappreciated at work, at home, or in her relationship... the words "Thank You" could very well trigger her inner-hoe. Some eye contact and a simple "thank you" could very well land you between the jaws of a overworked under-appreciated lil lady (or big)... ready to prove the value of her existence... you never know what to expect. Many people never even realize they're victims a hoe-attack until they pour that last shot of Hennessy, and it's too late.

Brothers & Sister! This is your wake up call! This is OUR wake up call! 

This is a Revelation!

The fight to bring a hoe to her salvation can be weary... it's a hard fight! And as your spiritual & social advisor, I will provide thee with wisdom, knowledge, and strength. I will provide thee with the clear insight needed to engage these hoes.

A hoe ain't nothing but a lost soul, and it's time to bring them back to civility!!! 

Farewell & Stay strong!

- Rev. Stacey MoonWalker II