| 27 November 2003 at 01.57.49 ZuluTime
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Posted by Damien [24.159.232.32 - 24-159-232-32.jvl.wi.charter.com] on 27 November 2003 at 01.57.49 ZuluTime:
Remember the old days of AvC? You know, the days when you couldn't swing a cat without hitting some incredibly stupid fundy? Whatever happened to those days? Nowadays, there is nothing left but the regs, and the trolls. Where have all the fundies gone? Why won't the cat come near us anymore?
Fear no more, Alcy, Xiphoid, and I have found one of their hiding places. Granted, there are some on this board that would rather the fundies leave them alone. But there are others that rather enjoy watching them go down in flames. Immature? Yes, but if it had a good reason, it wouldn't be a hobby.
If anyone is interested in seeing an even *more* stoopid side of xianity, check it out. A sample follows:
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In reference to the question of the "almighty". This question should not need an answer but if anyone is still in doubt, go sit by yourself in a quiet place(you know where I'm talking about), and notice your surroundings, listen for that little voice in your head that says 'I am'. Then and only then can you question the true existence of my Almighty God, maker of heaven and earth.
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My Reply:
In reference to the question of Great Cthulhu. This question should not need an answer, but if someone is still in doubt, go sit by yourself in a fetid, weedy, cyclopean ruin (you know where I'm talking about) and notice your surroundings, listen for that little voice in your head that says 'Cthulhu ftagn'. Then and only then can you question the true existence of my Great Cthulhu, spawn of the stars, howler of obscene blasphemies at the gibbous moon.
Sorry, but meditation does not reveal evidence of anything but the workings of your subconscious. Nice try though.
-Damien