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Jesus once told me: “If that was My Father’s idea of a good Friday, I’m not eager to see a great one!”

2nd April 2010

Jesus once told me: “If that was My Father’s idea of a good Friday, I’m not eager to see a great one!”

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Fortunately, the messy killing of your own child did not catch on as a Good Friday tradition. Instead, Good Friday is now a time when all loving parents look for creative ways to partake in a fabulous Christian tradition: Scaring the crap out of young children with a pornographically detailed account of Jesus’ gruesome death. Well, have I got a yummy recipe for that!   (Either JavaScript is not active or you are using an old version of Adobe Flash Player. Please install the newest Flash Player.)

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  1. 1 On April 2nd, 2010, Mriana said:

    Next time get a lovely Hindu woman as your servant. They don’t usually throw things and their monkey god, Hanuman, could pick up the mountain and drop it on Mohammad. Then again that spider god in Africa, Anansi, could do the same thing. Too bad Wilbur wasn’t that powerful. He was some pig, but didn’t have such capabilities. Poor pigs could use a god with power, not to mention the dogs, when it comes to those “peep holes”.

    posted on April 2nd, 2010 at 6:09 pm

  2. 2 On April 21st, 2010, robert thomas said:

    Ms. Bowers: Last year I had the occasion to work out of one of my employer’s annex offices’ in Watsonville, California. During lunch hour I noticed a large crowd gathering at a public park across the street. Many in the crowd were parents with their small children in tow or up on their shoulders. The people were mostly Hispanic in culture. They walked along the pathways and headed over the hill to some place unseen. So, out of curiosity, I followed them across and up the slope only to find that on the other side, the walkway was suddenly blocked and edged on both sides by ropes marking off a little “Via Delorosa”. Along the path were people dressed as Christ’s entourage following a Christ figure toting a cross, while stripped and beaten by Roman guards. The adults were showing their children the re-enactment of the torture and eventual sadistic death of Christ on this nice warm and sunny afternoon. I thought, “Gee, what an interesting way to entertain your children.?” “Hey Juan, Maria, lets go watch gawd get killed!”

    posted on April 21st, 2010 at 4:39 pm

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