(Regarding the possibility of life on Mars)
every non-believer is just sitting on the edge of their seats waiting to say to those whom love their creator and redeemer....
"SEE, SEE....this proves evolution, your god is a martain!!!"
and I just sigh and pray for them.
After four kids, I should have about 2,000 single socks up there, but I don't want them back now.
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every non-believer is just sitting on the edge of their seats waiting to say to those whom love their creator and redeemer....
So fishersofmen believes that EVERY nonbeliever is just waiting to claim that God is a Martian? Narcissistic much?
Socks?
What.
In.
Thee.
Fuck.
o_O
every non-believer is just sitting on the edge of their seats waiting to say to those whom love their creator and redeemer....
"SEE, SEE....this proves evolution, your god is a martain!!!"
... eh?
The only thing that gets me sitting on the edge of my seat is anticipating beer thirty. No one thinks that "your god" is a martian. If there is life on Mars, it evolved naturally the same way it did here. It is not demonic fallen angel spirits or sock monkeys. Pull yourself together. I think you and your buddies should try beer thirty yourselves, I think it would help you a lot.
As an evil atheistic, heathen baybee-hatin' sock eater, I find this sudden reduction in edible socks most risible.
Seriously, what? I can tap out a word salad whenever the mood takes me to annoy people on the interbutts, but the diversity of incoherence in fundie rhetoric I couldn't match even if I downed a cocktail of the world's most powerful psychotropic drugs.
"every non-believer is just sitting on the edge of their seats waiting to say to those whom love their creator and redeemer....
"SEE, SEE....this proves evolution, your god is a martain!!!""
I'll give you $100 if you can explain to me how this would prove evolution.
"and I just sigh and pray for them."
Try thinking. It's more productive.
Socks?
Martains?
What the fuck?
""After four kids, I should have about 2,000 single socks up there, but I don't want them back now.""
What?
Where did the socks come into the matter?
And where did evolution converge with Martians?
I have three siblings, two sisters and two brothers in law, two nieces and two nephews. Neither of them have reported any missing socks to me. All of them are wealthy enough to buy new socks.
Confused?
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