Pantsofdeath has noticed that if you are a member of a religion you are entitled to say and do anything you like while trampling over everyone else's rights

 

 
 In order to take proper advantage of this, Pantsofdeath has decided to set up it's own religion, thereby ensuring that we can do what we like no matter how distasteful and offensive.

 

 
 It is called Pantsology, it has a logo (a stylised pair of Y fronts - perfect for car bumper stickers, lapel pins and hanging on a chain about the neck).

 

 
   
 Pantsofdeath have identified a number of things that a mainstream religion needs:

 

 
1. A prophet - the primary prophet of Pantsology is Mad Jack Specialbrew who lives in a skip behind blockbusters. He says many mysterious things which obviously means he is in contact with the higher powers. Sometimes he appears to be speaking in tongues. Much of what he says is incoherent which lends it open to "interpretation", the respected process whereby clerics on an ego trip make up the religion as they go along. Anyone who disrespects Mad Jack will be bombed, beheaded etc. I thought I would quite like a secondary prophet, my first choice was Pooh Bear but the Taoists have already nabbed him, so I will have to make do with Tinky Winky as he is the most controversial of the tellytubbies
2. Silly hair. Almost every major religion in the world today demands a silly haircut and or silly facial hair. Pantsology cannot be left out, accordingly our adherents must grow a Bobby Charlton sweep over and a Gaucho moustache. The moustache is optional for women (we will come to them later). Men with hair on the top of their heads must shave in order to make the sweep over viable.
 3. Arbitrary metaphysical beliefs. There are two Gods. The unnameable one and the unnamed one. Any attempt to name or number them will result in death by paperclips. The unnameable one created the world, the unnamed one helped with some bits and held the torch, made tea etc. The unnamed one tends to look after the world most of the time but the unnameable one watches it a couple of nights a week when the unnamed is at Pilates class.

 

 
4. Women. Get back in the kitchen bitch! Mad Bob says it is OK to slap them. Also they should wear porn style PVC or Rubber in the house, this allows us to have great fun at the expense of hand wringing woolly liberals who, while abhorring the demeaning and insulting treatment of Pantsologist women, also want to respect other people's culture. Also - whoar!
5. Food. To be a contender as a religion in today's multicultural society we need a really inconvenient diet. Mad Bob says that in order for any food to be Holy it must have been allowed to mature in a dumpster for 24 hours. This makes Sushi a bit of a no no.
   
   
7. Feast Days: We have a lot of feast days - Mad Bob Specialbrew (Piss be Upon Him) said one Wednesday evening " eeeurgh yer fuckah, hash you... hash you... wha.. hnrph! Kanyou sperruz ser change mer." and then he brough forth Specialbrew and Kebab. In Celebration Pantsologists must take of the holy brew and the holy meat in pitta every Wednesday. Obviously this means that they are often late to work on a Thursday, but employers who complain are religiously intolerant and will feel the full weight of the law upon them.
   
 We hate almost everyone for as the Prophet (Piss be Upon Him) said "faggov yer faggin bashtads" to pretty much everyone. Having said that the Prophet (Piss be Upon Him) would also walk up to almost anyone, put his arm around them in an unnerving manner and declare them to be his "bes' mate" - so we are fickle that way. The Prophet Tinky of Winky (Fuzz be upon Him) also tells us "Big Hug!" so we can also be disturbingly friendly too! 
 

 

NEWS and EVENTS:

News 14/02/06

 Well things have really moved along since last week, thousands of lost souls have flocked to the Church of Pantsology, all seeking to fill the spiritual gaps in their lives. We have also had many converts from Christianity and Islaam because, apparently, those religions are "Complete Shit".

 The Holy Church has also suffered it's first schism: Mad Jack Specialbrew (Piss be Upon Him) last Thursday broke from his routine and drank two bottles of Quicksave British Sherry Style Fortified Wine instead of his ususal Special Brew.

 Senior Clergyman Gusset El-Yfront (who was known as Bob Tindles before converting last week and taking his new Holy name) has issued a Fatwa proclaiming that Followers of the Prophet should likewise drink inexpensive Sherry Style beverages on a Thursday.

 However another Senior Cleric Krusty-Thongback (who converted last week having formally been a well known Cardinal in the Catholic Church) has interpreted this tipple switch as a lesson from the Prophet that we should be pragmatic and take what is to hand when our need is great. The followers of Krusty-Thongback are rejecting the El-Yfront Fatwa as pure dogma, and El-Yfront as a Fatwa-nker. This is threatening to split the holy church. We will keep you updated on events as they happen.

 

News 28/02/06

Church split - death to the infidels!!

Well, it was bound to happen, such a serious divergence in beliefs over something so fundamental was inevitably going to cause a rift.

Last Thursday morning, following the usual Wednesday feasting, the spiritual leaders of the Holy Church of Pantsology all gathered to try and resolve the important theological divisions that have developed in recent weeks. As is usual on a Thursday morning heads were sore and tempers flared.

While the holy and pure believers in Mad Jack (Piss Be Upon Him) all agreed that the "Sherry Thursday" event clearly taught us pragmatism the evil and degenerate followers of Gusset El-Yfront maintained that this was a prescriptive action, and to prove the point they all produced a bottle of inexpensive fortified wine and started drinking. There were angry words and a degree of fisticuffs, eventually the El Yfront contingent were ejected and have formed their own church.

After consultation with Mad Jack (Piss be Upon Him) the Thursday Tipplers have been named "Shite" Pantsologists, as Mad Jack (Piss Be Upon Him) when asked his guidance declared it all to be "Shite". The true Holy Church of Pantsology shall be known as Sonny Pantsologists as Mad Jack (Piss Be Upon Him) then put his arm around Krusty-Thongback and said "Awrite Sonny, lend ush a quid.."

There have been a number of unpleasant incidents over the weekend where Shites and Sonnys clashed. Tensions are rising. On Monday a group of Sonny extremists bombed a Shite shrine, the Fortified Wine counter at Quicksave. Shites took to the streets in protest.

On a positive note however followers are still flocking to the Holy Church of Pantsology, some 600 of the 5000 world religions have become extinct as their followers have switched their allegiance to Mad Jack (Piss Be Upon Him). A Church of England spokesman said "If this carried on we will just have to shut up shop and go home". A spokesman for European Muslims has declared "If only our religion wasn't such a load of old bollocks, then we might stand a chance against the infidel Pantsologist devils!" shortly before blowing himself to pieces in an empty field, to prove a point apparently. A Hindu spokesperson has been heard to say "Holy Cow these Pantsologists are everywhere!" and the Vatican, in an attempt to compete, declared "Free wine and bread for everyone!" and has apparently been debating whether donner kebab meat could be included in the Communion.

News 12/02/07

We rule!

Just say no to Gays and Women!

Well, it's almost a year since the last update and what a year it has been! 90% of the world's religions have been wiped out, unable to compete with the faster, more dynamic Pantsologist dogma.

There has been some bloodshed, well.. OK there has been a LOT of bloodshed. Death, torture and human rights abuses on a horrific scale, all of which puts us on a par with the big boys. We are nearly in the same league as the Catholics and Muslims now, so a big thankyou to all of our psychotic followers out there, without your devotion and sociopathic tendencies we would still be a smalltime player on the world religious scene.

Unfortunately we do not seem to have the levels of mindless bigotry required to attract followers from the fundamentalist ranks of Christianity and Islam, so at a recent meeting of the top clerics we decided that we needed some more "interpretation" of the holy words of Mad Jack (piss be upon him) in order to have a pop at women and people of any sexual orientation other than tediously straight. Luckily Jack, while in conversation with the Gods one night near Christmas, was overheard saying "Fuggin pooftas, yer fuggin pooftas" to a group of passing paramedics and "Fagginsluts, fagginaskingforit" to a group of female estate agents on a works do.

So apparently it is now fine to rape any woman out without a male escort and stone gays to death... Yay for us!

 

 

Order Of Service:



Holy Leader: "Tinky Winky, Dipsy, Lala, Po"
Congregation: "Telly tubbies, Tellu tubbies"
All: "Say He-llo"

Reading: Mad Jack Specialbrew's soliloquy on how the slags are all asking for it

Hymn: Heart and Soul by Joy Division.

Reading: from Paperweight by Steven Fry

Hymn: Vindaloo by Fat Lez

Communion (Specialbrew Can 1)
    Holy Leader: "Let us all crack open the Brew"
    All: "Down in one Down in one" (glugs)

Communion (Specialbrew Can 2)
    Holy Leader: "once more let us all crack open the Brew"
    All: "Down in one Down in one" (glugs)

Hymn - You got to hide your love away (with dodgy harmonies from the choir) - Beatles

Communion (Specialbrew Can 3)
    Holy Leader: "Again Again"
    All: "Uh -ohh!" (glugs)

Hymn - "Woman" by the Anti Nowhere League. All sing to own pace.

Communion (Specialbrew Can 3)
    Holy Leader: "Cheersh y'fuckersh"
    All: "Raaah!" (glugs)

The holy kebab is then eaten in silence with much swaying and dropping of chilli sauce

Holy Leader: "Yer'all me besh mates!"
Congregation "Ah fuckin' love you I do"

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