So I went to this Christian Bash thing

Cause', you know, they were giving away an Ipod, and there was swimming, and free food. I had a terrible time. Apparently, God doesn't care if I don't believe in him because he knows he's God. Yet, if I do not serve God I get shot in the head. Oh, and Christians know the meaning of life.

 

I'm Christian and what the hell is this all about?

 

M-hmm. Well, it's nothing very special. Uh, try and be nice to people, avoid eating fat, read a good book every now and then, get some walking in, and try and live together in peace and harmony with people of all creeds and nations. And, finally, here are some completely gratuitous pictures of penises to annoy the censors and to hopefully spark some sort of controversy, which, it seems, is the only way, these days, to get the jaded, video-sated public off their ****ing arses and back in the sodding cinema. Family entertainment? Bollocks. What they want is filth: people doing things to each other with chainsaws during tupperware parties, babysitters being stabbed with knitting needles by gay presidential candidates, vigilante groups strangling chickens, armed bands of theatre critics exterminating mutant goats. Where's the fun in pictures? Oh, well, there we are. Here's the theme music. Goodnight.

lol, no penises, sorry.

I only just now realized how closely this quote relates to the spamzone.