God, I am in your service. You have put me on this planet for one thing and I have discovered what that one thing is. You want me to slay all the niggers in this world. You want me to kill them so that you may hide the mistake you made whilst trying to create the perfect race: White people.

Do not fear God because I work for you. I will not rest until every tree in a America is decorated with Niggers. And if I run out of trees (due to deforestation and the likes) I will ask you give me the power of the burning bush so that I may slaughter the niggers with fire.

Once I am finished doing this deed I will move on to chinks and spics. You will then grant me passage into heaven where 72 virgins will await.