When I saw the thread title, I immediately thought of this recipe. If the link doesn’t take you directly there, look in the nav bar on the left side and click on “Brutal Death of Our Savior Cookie Recipe.” 
Yeah! They have pecans!
Yeah because he would have given it to me because he doesn’t drink beer anymore, he favors margaritas.
Any god without cookies or beer is no god to me.
Last year, one of the religious groups on campus tried to recruit freshmen by leaving bags of goodies outside of their dorm room doors. Great idea, except that the cookies were awful! And stale! If you want me to come to a meeting I wouldn’t otherwise go to, you’re going to have to bribe me better than that…
Hey, I got that JW pamphlet today, inserted into my door.
A friend’s Mom is talking with the JWs & she left my friend that pamphlet.
sigh I haven’t gotten one yet.
Catholics are like Daughters of the Sacred Heart, the whole tactic is based, not on displaying the goods, but on making people wonder what they’re like.
Nuns that served margaritas would totally rock.
We had the JWs round at the weekend touting some pamphlet about how television was ruining my life. I was very tempted to tell them that they were welcome to their particular god, I was planning on taking up one of those more Eastern religions that allows me to kill people and get away with it. They did thank me for coming to the door though.
On a tangentially-related note - fresh-baked cookies (they come from a tube, but so what?) are why I keep flying Midwest Airlines…
…that, and 2+2 seating front-to-back in a widebody Boeing 717…niiiiiiiiice…
Heathen eh? Has the local kindred come by yet to see who you blot with? Cause, screw cookies… it’s all about the mead. :>
Who says we can’t have both? Plunder, pillage, and burn all day, break at 4:00 for mead and cookies.
Mead and cookies!?! sputters Where in the Eddas does it say we can have cookies? You aren’t one of those fluffy bunnies are you? eyes you suspiciously The only acceptable accompaniment to mead after a good day of plunder, pillage and burning is one or more of the following…
A. The Lamentation of our Enemies
B. Spit roasted and freshly raped sheep
C. The smell of burning churches
D. Lutefisk
Mead and cookies sounds a bit too much like them wiccan cakes and ale to me.
(this is all a joke you non-Asatru peeps)
I stopped in to the new neighbors and gave them some beef stew.
The local priest didn’t tell me to do that, although I am a Christian.
I gave the neighbors upstairs a dish of Hot Bean Dip. (Vegetarian, cause they’re Hindu.)
The local priest didn’t tell me to do that, either, although I am a Christian.
The Witch across the hall doesn’t answer her door, so the Lasagna went to work with me.
My mother taught me to bring a hot dish to the neighbors house when they move in, because they won’t be in the mood to do much cooking right away, and it will make them feel welcome to the neighborhood.
God bless you.
Tris
Can I snack on mead and cookies while listening to the Lamentation of my Enemies (who are lamenting because I’m making them eat the lutefisk), enjoying the odor of burning church, and waiting for the sheep to finish roasting? 'Cause ya know, I feel every religion has a place in it for cookies. With pecans.
Triskadecamus, your mother taught you well. I like lasagna, if the witch across the hall still won’t open her door. 
Ah, so that’s how the world religions got to be so influential and powerful…
There’s nothing like Christian cookies. You can eat them without guilt, so they’re sort of like diet cookies. 
Hey, lokij, You ever get a chance to run the 'Your god died nailed to a cross, my God carries a hammer, any Questions?" routine on a pesky prosyltizer?
I’ve seen T-shirts with that slogan and thought of my Asatru friends.
Heh, no… though I did have a bunch of very nice pamplets printed up once and gave them out to door to door proselytizers. I told them that I would accept their literature if they would accept mine, which they usually did. I don’t have them come to my door anymore since I moved into my house with the no soliciting sign.