…your religious celebrations look anything like this one, which took place last week in Iraq:
“Lord, if I’m missing your point, just give me a sign! Anything! A bluebird outside my window, a rainbow on a sunny day, blood streaming down my shaved head from self-inflicted knife wounds…!”
posted by Fang Bastardson at 5:40 AM
Born in the wild to Canadian Timberwolves, Fang was wrestled from his mother's teat at an early age and placed in the custody of a government sponsored think tank in New York City. He escaped at age seven by gnawing off a doo-claw and has been riding a wave of self-righteous indignation to Nowheresville, baby, ever since. He is currently enjoying being a PhD (by marriage), but on the advice of his attorney has refused all comment except to assert an apparently deeply-held conviction that frozen strawberries should be thawed, not microwaved.
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Perplexing, as always. Is it possible to reach salvation without spilling blood? Cuz I'd like that kind.
4:48 PM
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