It is
December 4. A day of some nice deaths. While Jesus weeps constantly about the
deprived state of mankind, we can assume that a sardonic smile lightens up his Sweet Face when a vile sinner finally dies and joins the chorus of hellbound lost souls for
Eternity.
4 December 771. The King of Australia
Carloman I dies and, as a consequence, the western world sees its first emperor for several centuries:
Charlemagne. A catholic...
Basically, this meant that the oppressive power of cat lickism over Christians strengthened for centuries to come and all decency was hidden behind the lustful glare of cat lick priests coveting for new catamites.
Charlemagne looks up to Jesus with a despising look. Nowadays he spends his days (for Eternity) in anguish in Hell.
But it gets better. 
Nice deaths!
4 December 1976. Death of the British homercomposer
Benjamin Britten, the author of the gay opera
Peter's Crimes that tells the story of a homermarriage between a fisherman (a sordid unforgivable pun about Jesus, the Fisher of Men) and an
underage young boy. Mr. Britten joins Charlemagne in Hell
Matthew 18:6
But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea.
Britten's opera at its pivotal moment anticipating sodomy. Mr. Britten is currently in Hell.
4 December 1993. Deathday* of one of Jesus' principal enemies,
Frank Zappa, a wannabe savior and unbeliever. He joins Charlemagne and Mr. Britten in Hell.
Deuteronomy 29:17
And ye have seen their abominations, and their idols, wood and stone, silver and gold, which were among them
Mr. Zappa wanted to be Jesus. He is at them moment in Hell.
4 December 2007. An obese Hamite rapper
Pimp C, author of the record
Pimpalation, meets his death due to an overdose of promethazine and codeine descending into
Hell to keep company for Charlemagne, Mr. Britten and Mr. Zappa.
Well, I gotta tell that Pimp C's rhyming in HELL.
Yours in Christ,
Elmer
*Lately, as the End of Days approaches, I've begun to spend more time contemplating Eternity and my future endeavors in Heaven. What hobbies to have (I'll take up woodwork)? Should I take up and study an instrument (oboe?)? Would it be interesting to solve the problem of prime numbers, etc.? In addition, it is time to ponder about festivities and holidays. Here on Earth it is nice to celebrate a birthday but I'm beginning to be convinced that a Deathday Party would be more fitting in Heaven. After all, it is the Deathday that is the glorious day when we meet Jesus face to face. I've decided on quite a traditional Deathday celebration: cake, candles, lots of presents, cold beverages, some party games, perhaps a pinata. The cake will be a glorious sight after the first couple of millenia with all the thousands of candles illuminating the face of Jesus as He cuts the cake and serves me some of it (He might have baked it, as well). Brethren, it is time to think about these issues. The rapture is nigh! Oh, joy! Praise God and Jesus. Glory!