LaMalinche
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Petruchio, Dayum I hate people and their stupid, infantile, wishful-thinking, head-up-the-ass, insistance on the existance of angels. Oh and include in that the namby-pamby, wanna-be psycho-babblefied, "I have low self-worth/esteem and I just don't feel good enough, so I talk to my gaurdian angel because he/she loves me" crowd. Well, let me let you in on a little secret. . . There are NO angels. Really, if you are going to insistance on the belief of semi-devine beings who flutter around, interfering with people's lives, all at the direction of some faceless, nameless, father-figure, with a list of rules a gorean slave-girl would not put up with, that will cause you everlasting torment if you do not follow them, yet says that he loves you, then you may as well believe in hob-gobblins, vampires (Talking Bram-Stoker, fangs, flimsy nightdresses with wire underthings, and such), werewolves, the tooth fairy, the Soul Cake Duck, Santy Claws, Godzilla, Mothra, Pekachu, and cottages made of gingerbread. Teach your children to tell the difference between what is there and what is not. Reality is truely beautiful and strange enough on its own without inducing hallucinations about flying stalkers. Oh, but Zombies are real. Go figure. And they WILL eat your brain. Let your kids know. The food in my refridgerator has started to liquify. How do I get someone else to clean it?
< Message edited by LaMalinche -- 6/5/2006 9:41:55 AM >
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Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil... prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...
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