Some christians came to our door yesterday to talk about jesus (In the freezing cold and snow as well.... f***ing crazy), I'd not long got out of bed (snow day = all morning in bed 
), so debate was out of the question, but I think I managed to succeed in sending them away rather confused:
xtian1: hello, how are you today?
me: umm... i'm ok thanks, can i help?
xtian2: we'd like to take a few minutes of your time to talk to you about jesus
me: about who?
xtian2: jesus, our saviour and lord
me: *blank look*
xtian2: surely you know that the lord god sent his son to die for our sins?
me: oohhh, i see, you're confused. You don't mean jesus, you mean captain birdseye
xtians: . . .
me: yes, the lord sent captain birdseye to earth to sell us fish fingers. and also to die for our sins. have you accepted captain birdseye as your personal saviour?
xtian2: no, we...
me: then youre going to hell! do you know what hell's like?
xtians: *fumble for words*
me: that's ok neither do I. But here's what I do know... there aren't any fish fingers... *shuts door*
This isn't a verbatim transcript, but close enough i think
I was quite impressed with myself, in this situation I'd usually say something like "oh... um... im not interested. bye" and then think of something fun to say after theyd gone.
Never had christians at the door before...
), so debate was out of the question, but I think I managed to succeed in sending them away rather confused:xtian1: hello, how are you today?
me: umm... i'm ok thanks, can i help?
xtian2: we'd like to take a few minutes of your time to talk to you about jesus
me: about who?
xtian2: jesus, our saviour and lord
me: *blank look*
xtian2: surely you know that the lord god sent his son to die for our sins?
me: oohhh, i see, you're confused. You don't mean jesus, you mean captain birdseye
xtians: . . .
me: yes, the lord sent captain birdseye to earth to sell us fish fingers. and also to die for our sins. have you accepted captain birdseye as your personal saviour?
xtian2: no, we...
me: then youre going to hell! do you know what hell's like?
xtians: *fumble for words*
me: that's ok neither do I. But here's what I do know... there aren't any fish fingers... *shuts door*
This isn't a verbatim transcript, but close enough i think
I was quite impressed with myself, in this situation I'd usually say something like "oh... um... im not interested. bye" and then think of something fun to say after theyd gone.
Never had christians at the door before...
Galileo was a man of science oppressed by the irrational and superstitious. Today, he is used by the irrational and superstitious who claim they are being oppressed by science - Mark Crislip
