"Surrender your God! We've got a bone to pick with Him!"
The Unholy Army pounding on the window of a fancy downtown Restaurant. He never did come out.

Everywhere we went we spread laughter and tears across people's faces. This tour bus almost left town without hearing our message of peace and sacrilege!

But we were ready to take on a much bigger fish. We wanted to take on the ultimate in ignorance, false promises and misinformation. It was time to confront MTV's TRL.

The crowd outside of MTV studios was thick and the tension was high. Everybody was screaming up to their windows for "Halle Berry! Halle Berry! We love you!!!" It was absolute madness.

You see, I don't love Halle Berry, and the folks in this crowd seemed star struck by just the crew in the same building with her. No wonder these people fall for the bible!

Our God is Fake fliers caused quite a stir within the fans of Music Television. As we stood there behind their barricades totally surrounded by the American common-folk my eyes were accosted by the sea of mindslaves staring up at their true god... the television camera lens.

Then to our left, as we circulated our propaganda three teenage girls started in on the Unholy Army!
"My parents made me go to church! They taught me right, you valley girls!" they yelled at us.
Staring up at the cameras as the ever growing crowd tightened in around us.
The girls behind me in this picture were the one's who loved Jesus and hated us.

Repeated smart aleck remarks were exchanged, and at one point I even had to stand in between the Army and the haters just to keep a catfight from erupting.

Then the haters started in on me calling me fake! I was like, "What the?!?" So while the passersby asked to pose in pictures, hug their girlfriends and pet their babies, I, quite obnoxiously, told the haters over my shoulder, "Ha ha! The crowd loves me more than they love you! Nya nya nya!"

The crowd didn't seem to be responding well to our sarcastic Devil-may-care remarks, and soon we realized it was time for us to leave.

As we were leaving the festivities someone from the crowd shouted "GOD IS REAL!" And in a synchronized harmony the girls of the Army screamed out "GOD IS FAKE!" and the battle of the chants began. I don't know how these 5 girls did it, but their "GOD IS FAKE" screamin' completely drowned out the believer's retort! 5 girls against the entire TRL fan club, and we were clearly the victors! As we left I threw out a fistful of fliers, showering the TRLers in a snowstorm of anti-God paper whiteness. It was a beautiful sight.
The girls handed out fliers to the passing crowd who loved us.
A little girl waves good-bye to Satan despite the heckles from the crowd declaring that he sucked.


Anto, Katie and Me relaxing after a long hot day.
Lisa Wendy and Anto.		 We concluded the day at Bryant Park where we all felt extremely fortunate to know the truth that so many others did not, then we went over the day's trials and tribulations. We made so many friends that day, and even more enemies, but they're the kind of enemies you want to have. Enemies without good comebacks or working arguments. Enemies who bow down to TV cameras, Halle Berry and God (He must be proud to be in such prestigious company).

But far more importantly we renewed our friendship. Satan and his Army were one again in love, in war, and in play. These are the special times, the times that we take great satisfaction in knowing that God is missing out on because He simply isn't there.

"Ha ha on God! We win! Again!"

 

(This entire adventure was captured on video and will soon be available for download. Stay tuned!)
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