silly Christians, myths are for kids.
wake up and smell the coffee Christians, you’re religion is fading like fart recently set aflame, leaving only a vague smell of its pathetic existence.
You’re all like a bunch of kids holding onto your favorite stuffed animal and it needs to be taken away from you. You need to grow up.
Don’t eat ME! My brother will be along in a minute, and he’s much bigger and juicier than I am!
Buh-bye.
Ah yes, lessons from Lolo, that paragon of maturity and wisdom, we would all be much better following his examples of well-reasoned arguments that everyone on the board admires :rolleyes:
Counting down the minutes until Lolo gets his embarrassing ass banned:
Five. Four. Three…
Holy shit, dude. I’m not even Christian and this offends me!
**Christians: I’m not impressed. **
I think I can safely speak for most Christians when I say that the feeling is mutual.
You know, the whole “myths are for kids” arguement never ceases to amaze me.
Myths are quite critical; if they weren’t they wouldn’t extend everywhere in society the way they do - heck, half of the Urban Legends covered on Snopes probably fall under the “mythological” canon, if you choose to look at it that way. It’s been less than a hundred years since the age that changed our way of looking at myths.
Of course, I don’t expect Lolo to know that. Probably doesn’t know the difference between logos and mythos, either. (of course, to be fair, in that he’s no different than anyone who reads the entire Bible literally.}
And don’t tell me Fairy Tales are for kids, either. They’re not, unless they’re the sanitized version Disney or your average book publisher puts out.
Sheesh. :rolleyes:
You think he’s bad now, wait till puberty hits.
PS - Ten bucks says Lolo thinks this was a reasoned, impassioned, brilliant rant. The idiot.
Oh look, another unsubtantiated claim. You are aware that there are over a billion Catholics alone in the world. Once you add in all the protestant denominations it would seem to be clear that christianity is not “fading.”
Also let me get this straight: you claim the Marquis de Sade as a hero and then you tell christians to “grow up?” Grow up to what? Irresponsible sadists? In that case the whole world needs to grow up. Thank God you came along to clarify for seven billion or so people that we’re all immature.
[SUB]Allow me to add the obvious[/SUB]
Lolo: I’m not impressed.
Firstly, the Marquis de Sade being my hero… I was being facetious.
I do not take pleasure in the pain of others.
Secondly, Christians are still a bunch of idiots.
You’re a drag on society.
You’re deluded.
It’s really quite pathetic.
The pit is the place to do it. Not that trolling is acceptable in the pit. It’s just that the respondents who want to tear your head off can do so without fear of their standing on the boards.
Um, ok Lolo you know that you’re making yourself look like a total idiot, right?
By whose standards? Christians (heck, most religious folk, and even some non-religious folk like most of my UU Fellowship) spend a lot of time giving to the poor, setting up shelters. Salvation Army - believe that’s a Christian organization, innit? There’s a few others out there I can think of. Folks who live their beliefs.
Which is one hell of a lot more than can be said about you, Dodo. (Yes, I’m succumbing to childish name-calling, but it’s so darn fitting that anyone who’d like to call me on it can go felch their deity of choice. Nyah. ;))
Lolo, you pathetic troll, you are giving us atheists a bad name. Please go away.
Um, cite, young man?
Or at the very least, a thoughtful, reasoned, factually-based support for this view?
Don’t worry, I’ll wait.
that’s it
I’m gone
and yes, I was mostly being a troll.
hugs and kisses and best of wishes
hey, when you’re bored what else is there to do?
stupid… fucking… christians
I Am the Very Model of a Modern Major-General
I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I’ve information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical,
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical;
I’m very well acquainted too with matters mathematical,
I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical,
About binomial theorem I’m teeming with a lot o’ news—
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.
I’m very good at integral and differential calculus,
I know the scientific names of beings animalculous;
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
I know our mythic history, King Arthur’s and Sir Caradoc’s,
I answer hard acrostics, I’ve a pretty taste for paradox,
I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus,
In conics I can floor peculiarities parablous.
I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies,
I know the croaking chorus from the Frogs of Aristophanes,
Then I can hum a fugue of which I’ve heard the music’s din afore,
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.
Then I can write a washing bill in Balylonic cuneiform,
And tell you every detail of Caractacus’s uniform;
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
In fact, when I know what is meant by “mamelon” and “ravelin”,
When I can tell at sight a chassepôt rifle from a javelin,
When such affairs as sorties and surprises I’m more wary at,
And when I know precisely what is meant by “commissariat”,
When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery,
When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery:
In short, when I’ve a smattering of elemental strategy,
You’ll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee—
For my military knowledge, though I’m plucky and adventury,
Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century;
But still in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
Let me guess… you got kicked out of CCD for wearing a Marilyn Manson T-shirt, didn’t you?
May I make some other guesses? Of course I can.
You got busted for eating cat-poop in the sandbox… twice.
The Exorcist really, really scared you back when you were a kid, two years ago.
“Suicide Solution” is the most clever play on words you’ve ever heard.
You want to cry at the end of Diablo II.
Some day, you’re actually going to try to read de Sade, instead of just watch the film over and over.
And remember, kid, it’s “day sod,” not “dee sharday.”
Truer words were never spoken. Yeesh!