Okay, I'm back. And I'm feeling a tad little better. Sitting down is a god sent. Fuck, having butt cheeks are a god sent. I'm not Christian, but I use 'the mighty lord's' name in vain too often. It's not fun. And sometimes it is. Who hasn't made a Jesus/God joke in their life. Even when mother who are tired with life look at their kids and scream "BILLY, I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU BETTAH GET YOUR ASS OFF JOHNNY RIGHT NOW."
Really, just screaming makes us feel better. Screaming about God makes us feel better. But not when we're trying choke a little kid with the word of Jesus. No, you're just forcing the belief on him then. That's another thing. I have lived with a Christian family. Sadly part of my actual family- not some friends my mom had.
What else should I say about the almioghty lord and savior Jebus Fyst.
IDK
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