http://www.subgenius.com/bigfist/classic/classictales/WWS1.html

The Fightin' Jesus looked out over the immense bridge of the the Xist battle saucer, Blood of Christ. He laughed. He was finally going to have His revenge on the natives of Dust-Mote 89-aB.

Aboard Jesus' flagship, dozens of killer theologians, the Shock Priests, were busy at their weapon terminals. On the power decks below, the proper orgone-cycle timings were being set by mass fornications between the ritual "crew" and the cancer beings of the Spree, Jesus' only true allies. An Invasion-ready state existed on this ship and the six hundred and sixty-five others floating over their doomed target, Earth.

Also, nice cartoon at:

http://cupofsuffering.keenspace.com/images/superfun/farmers.jpg

(Thanks to the Forteana list!)