God Ate My Balls
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• Feb 22nd, '02
• Apr 6th, '04
• Dec 12th, '04
• Feb, 14th, '05
• Mar 14th, '06
• The DJ
• Quarter Guy
• Special People
• Love Diaries
• Hatemail: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
• WWJD? 1, 2, 3
• Nun, Treasure Hunt
• Dress me up!
• Amazing Strangers
Ate My Balls
• Illustrated Stories
• My movie
of the Christ
I now realize that
I probably missed out on knowing some really fun people.
seems to me that it must be God's ultimate plan is to have an entire
planet of God worshipers. This is when everything will be perfect
and the big picture will have come full circle.
suppose from here we will all begin our new, perfect lives in a
world of Christians, quoting our favorite scriptures to each other
and patting ourselves on the back for being so fucking right...
oops, I mean fricking right! Fricking right, right?
there is no chance of this ever happening. There will always be
a portion of the population that thinks logically, only believing
that which can be proven true. And they will pay by spending an
eternity in a burning ocean of fire. Now that sounds like a plan!
heaven place is going to be the pits. Loads and loads of Christians
everywhere singing hymns, telling knock-knock jokes and everyone
can be summed up in one word: "nice".
remember back in art school when I'd be working on a project
after class. There were these pseudo slacker-dressed 20-somethings
that'd be strolling around campus introducing themselves to
He'd sit down and "get his foot in the door".
dude, watcha workin' on? That's pretty cool."
it's a hobo clown I'm drawin' for my conceptual illustration
class. It's not finished yet, I'm gonna put a tear in the
eye." (This is just speculation
on what I'd say. I don't remember word for word, but this
is probably right.)
that's rad, Hey, what are you doing on the first and third
Wednesday of every month?" By the way, my name is Bill,
what's yours?" Extending his hand for shaking. (I
imagined his youth pastor saying, "Shake their hand,
you'll seem chummy and worth befriending!")
is then that I'd realize I'd made a horrible error and a target
of myself for wearing a black T-shirt that day.
"Um, I'm really not interested if you're trying to
sell me Christ or something."
ever so tempting "Single girls will be there"
you've got me all wrong, I was just being friendly,
and besides, there will be a lot of cute, single girls
there. But if that doesn't sound cool to you then,
thanks anyway Bill. I'm just real busy lately."
you're the one missin' out."
he'd up and leave. This happened to me on a regular
basis. I guess that this method had to work sometimes
or else they wouldn't be doing it.
is just how I'd want to spend two Wednesdays a month,
in a room of friendless saps willing to sit through
Bible readings for a chance at repented pussy.
yourselves Christians. You're going to be spending the after
life with spunky Bill in Jesus-sales and his band of socially
you met Kenneth?"
"No, what's he like?"
"Oh, Kenneth is such a nice guy."
"Yes, he sounds nice. Very, very nice."
"But everyone is nice in heaven, aren't they!"
Not to worry
though, Hell is gonna be the shit! Imagine a place where the guy
in charge, Satan, does everything to spite God. Remember, God really
fucked him over casting him out of heaven. Sure, God would like
you to believe that the Devil is doing all of his dirty work, but
trust me, I've worked for bosses who thought that they were God,
and it's the folks they fire who start their own businesses that
I'd rather work for. Satan knows how to treat the little guy. You
know, sometimes it makes me wish that I believed in all that crap.
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