Religion offends Butters.

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Is it time for a separate religion forum?

Discuss.
 
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that could be seriously dangerous, wars, beheadings, jihad, califates, crusades, counter crusades, special camps... might be a decent board actually.

Could have a statue of Ogg at the front door.
 
Maybe as an alternative, Butters could beseech The Queen to found a religion more to her liking? Call 'em the Englishcans or some such. Live in harmonious coexistence.
 
Henry viii, Oggs cousin, already did that.

needs something with more bite " God knows where you live muthafucker'' that kind of thing. or 'Brexit for dummies' if you believe in invisible entities you'll love brexit.
 
You think it's all just childhood issues for her?

Mummy and Dady couldn't reach religious consensus so she was embarrassed at having no tribe?

The most objectionable neighbors I've ever had-, he was an non-observant reformed Jew, she a lapsed Catholic. Kids were heathens but much more tolerable than the parents.
 
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You think it's all just childhood issues for her?

Mummy and Dady couldn't reach religious consensus so she was embarrassed at having no tribe?

best way to reach religious consensus is simply to have a war - whoever wins has god on their side.
 
Religion offends all rational adults.

What's "adult" or rational about being offended by someone else's social/moral framework?

Astrology is obviously bunk, but it offends me not at all. I'll even give my sign if someone wants to engage me about their beliefs.
 
If butters started a message board, Connie would be the first 17 members.
 
wouldnt that be a sin before god?

Depends on the God, I expect.

Growing up I had taken the passage about how God not differentiating between the big sins and little sins as a sign that he had a low tolerance threshold. I'm a children of an angry God sort of acolyte.

I was working in this mining town and struck up a friendship with a itinerant preacher who was living with his little trailer on the parking lot of some Christian Church there. He never got around to preaching at me.

In our conversations it was clear of that from time to time he enjoyed a little recreational fornication with the ladies as the opportunity arose. You have to work at temptation in that town though because there's a 1:5 male to female ratio.

I had found myself single after a couple of decades of monogamy and was disinclined towards both some sort of ill-considered second marriage on a rebound and the idea of celibacy. We were talking faith and tradition, sin and guilt. I mentioned my surprise at how life-affirming my forays into fornication in my travels out of town had been. What surprised me was I had less shame-based guilt after a romp than I typically do after a wank.

He quoted the relative passage and explained his take. All sin is sin. It isn't that there are no "small" sins, there are no "big" sins. God is just as understanding of the urge to get laid as he is the urge to cuss out someone that could clearly use some sharp language.

Anyway, if giving some chick my sign so she can convince herself we would make good bed mates gets me laid, the big sin of fornication balances the little sin of idolatry nicely.
 
Depends on the God, I expect.

Growing up I had taken the passage about how God not differentiating between the big sins and little sins as a sign that he had a low tolerance threshold. I'm a children of an angry God sort of acolyte.

I was working in this mining town and struck up a friendship with a itinerant preacher who was living with his little trailer on the parking lot of some Christian Church there. He never got around to preaching at me.

In our conversations it was clear of that from time to time he enjoyed a little recreational fornication with the ladies as the opportunity arose. You have to work at temptation in that town though because there's a 1:5 male to female ratio.

I had found myself single after a couple of decades of monogamy and was disinclined towards both some sort of ill-considered second marriage on a rebound and the idea of celibacy. We were talking faith and tradition, sin and guilt. I mentioned my surprise at how life-affirming my forays into fornication in my travels out of town had been. What surprised me was I had less shame-based guilt after a romp than I typically do after a wank.

He quoted the relative passage and explained his take. All sin is sin. It isn't that there are no "small" sins, there are no "big" sins. God is just as understanding of the urge to get laid as he is the urge to cuss out someone that could clearly use some sharp language.

Anyway, if giving some chick my sign so she can convince herself we would make good bed mates gets me laid, the big sin of fornication balances the little sin of idolatry nicely.

When was the last time that you've seen "your" kids?
 
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If God made Coronager in "his" image, then God must be one ignorant pathetic POS.

SAD!!!
 
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