A preacher was driving home late one night after preaching 3 service and a baptism and baby dedications for the first Sunday of the month. He was bone tired, fell asleep at the wheel and slammed into a tree.
Cop: Are you okay, Reverend?
Preacher: Yes, I’m fine. I’ve got god in here with me.
Cop: well you better let him out before you kill him.
Cop: Are you okay, Reverend?
Preacher: Yes, I’m fine. I’ve got god in here with me.
Cop: well you better let him out before you kill him.
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.