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Post by DeadpanDoubter on Mar 25, 2011 1:38:44 GMT -5
Ew. No. I like my turkey in sliced breasts, with a little Duke's, between two slices of bread.
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Post by MaybeNever on Mar 25, 2011 1:39:50 GMT -5
I too like slicing breasts. Would you like to come over some time?
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Mar 25, 2011 1:46:49 GMT -5
Masturbation, mastication and mastectomies: The recipe for a fun night.
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Post by MaybeNever on Mar 25, 2011 1:49:10 GMT -5
Mastilicious!
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Post by DeadpanDoubter on Mar 25, 2011 4:33:35 GMT -5
I just wanna say...you guys are awesome. I can't stop grinning when I'm on FSTDT. Thank you, thank you so much. *kisses everyone*
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Post by The_L on Mar 25, 2011 6:34:41 GMT -5
When I was a kid, I basically liked Jesus because he reminded me of my father's better qualities, and I was a Daddy's girl. I didn't think too much about hell--my big questions were on things like what age we would all look like in heaven, since some people were older than others when they died.
But I also remember reading Bulfinch at 7. The introduction includes the sentence, "The gods of Olympus have no worshippers among living men." My child's mind immediately asked the question, "But don't they get lonely?"
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Post by Sigmaleph on Mar 25, 2011 13:33:14 GMT -5
Alternate possibility: the role of God was then played by a clever bacon-loving man hiding behind a sheet with a spotlight and a megaphone. You know how gullible ancient people were. Another alternate possibility:
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Post by DeadpanDoubter on Mar 25, 2011 13:36:28 GMT -5
When I was a kid, I basically liked Jesus because he reminded me of my father's better qualities, and I was a Daddy's girl. I didn't think too much about hell--my big questions were on things like what age we would all look like in heaven, since some people were older than others when they died. But I also remember reading Bulfinch at 7. The introduction includes the sentence, "The gods of Olympus have no worshippers among living men." My child's mind immediately asked the question, "But don't they get lonely?" The adorableness of that knows no bounds. *squees and hugs lil' L* Actually, and this is completely real, my dad said he knows the Greek/Roman gods aren't real because their actions and behaviors were way too much like those of the humans that worship them. I swear, he said that with a completely straight face while worshiping a self-proclaimed jealous, spiteful, murderous god.
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Post by Alyra on Mar 25, 2011 20:12:23 GMT -5
When I was a kid, I was only taught about hell as something to scare me into "witnessing" to everyone I met. I never really questioned or even cared one way or another until I was kicked out of my church for being too..something. Liberal maybe. Ironic thing is, I only became liberal after the fact.
Life's easier when there's not a big sky monster watching everything I do and just waiting for a chance to torment me for every misstep. (In my denomination the "saved" couldn't go to hell no matter how bad they became, but God would make life on Earth hell for those who messed up. Which is also pretty ironic considering my life's a helluva lot better now that I'm doing what I like.)
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Post by MaybeNever on Mar 25, 2011 20:15:40 GMT -5
That's something that's always bugged me about the doctrine of Calvin and Zwingli in particular. Predestination is about as ridiculous as you can get, really, essentially destroying any potential value of religion in regulating behavior.
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