A man went into a little nick-nack shop. He saw a bronze rat on a shelf. It was beautiful, so exquisitely carved. But it was a rat. He took it to the cashier and asked how much.
Cashier: Ten for the rat. 100 for the story.
Man: I'll just take the rat
So he went outside with his new rat. Suddenly all the rats in the city started coming out of the sewers and alleys and garbage cans and chasing the man. He ran to the wharf and through the bronze rat into the water. All the rats jumped in after it and drowned.
Then the man went back to the store.
Cashier: Guess you'll be wanting the story now.
Man: No. I just want to know if you have any bronze theists.
Cashier: Ten for the rat. 100 for the story.
Man: I'll just take the rat
So he went outside with his new rat. Suddenly all the rats in the city started coming out of the sewers and alleys and garbage cans and chasing the man. He ran to the wharf and through the bronze rat into the water. All the rats jumped in after it and drowned.
Then the man went back to the store.
Cashier: Guess you'll be wanting the story now.
Man: No. I just want to know if you have any bronze theists.
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
