to my recollection, i never believed. church wasn't even interesting theater to watch them speaking in tounges and hollering - i just wanted to get home so i can go play outside. i felt validated tho when the pastor of "st. paul a.m.e." showed up at me and my mom's apartment back when i was 10 or 11, asking her to have a chat with him - and he brought me a silver playboy bunny pendant (bribe? really?) for my necklace. she put him out, that pretty much sealed it for me - dude was a piss ant.
they can land a rover on mars, yet they still have to stick a human finger up my ass to do a prostate exam?! - ricky gervais



