One of these days, a Tea Party-er or some similar group of fucknuts probably will convince me to wash my hands of everything and retreat to England in some small rose-covered cottage.
Or maybe I'm just finding a scapegoat in this country to hide my enjoyment of British accents.
Jonah, I have a friend who used to be sent to mass during the week by his parents and he would grab a flyer from the church and skip out. I'll ask what sort of trouble he used to get into. Granted, this would have been in the 80's, but he's a clever and hilarious bastard with some great stories and he might have some suggestions about how to deal with religious parents and friends. I was lucky - my sunday school and synagogue had some awesome, prank playing people in it (including the girl who took me to get my first tattoo, which is a huge no-no for Jews, so that shows how much WE behaved) so I never lacked for entertainment to help me ignore the "woo" and focus on socializing instead.
Or maybe I'm just finding a scapegoat in this country to hide my enjoyment of British accents.
Jonah, I have a friend who used to be sent to mass during the week by his parents and he would grab a flyer from the church and skip out. I'll ask what sort of trouble he used to get into. Granted, this would have been in the 80's, but he's a clever and hilarious bastard with some great stories and he might have some suggestions about how to deal with religious parents and friends. I was lucky - my sunday school and synagogue had some awesome, prank playing people in it (including the girl who took me to get my first tattoo, which is a huge no-no for Jews, so that shows how much WE behaved) so I never lacked for entertainment to help me ignore the "woo" and focus on socializing instead.