Originally posted by Kieran
Do you think all Christians are this way?
Sheesh! Amazingly, your simple turn of words has somehow shown me the error of my thinking - how could I be so hasty!
Not all Christians are that way and not all Christians go door to door trying to threaten me into being among them.
Not all Christians get on TV and tell the world that God will kill them if they don't send their money; not all Christians bilk weak minded clone-bots, fat losers, retards and old ladies out of their savings on daytime television.
Most Christians don't molest young boys and girls or devote every third Sunday to fundraising. Most of those a-God-fearin' people don't disembowel people and cut out their bleeding heart or put them on the rack or poke there eyes out with hot pokers if they refuse to accept their doctrine and certainly most of you God-blessed folk heroes don't put people under arrest for suggesting that the world may revolve around the sun or that we might have evolved from a common form.
Most Christians certainly don't flop around on the floor claiming to be gripped by a devine spirit and most Christians don't handle snakes. Most Christians don't let their children slowly die in front of them while refusing medical treatment waiting for their God to save them. No, not all.
But ya gotta admit....the percentage is kinda high among people who are supposed to be emissaries of God. Kinda makes a guy wonder. I'd like to hear the other guy's offer - none of them have been knocking on my door lately!

Here's a song for you grumpy, come on sing along!
Muskrat Love
Written by Willis Alan Ramsey, ©1971
Muskrat, muskrat candlelight
Doin' the town and doin' it right
In the evenin'
It's pretty pleasin'
Muskrat Susie, Muskrat Sam
Do the jitterbug out in muskrat land
And they shimmy
And Sammy's so skinny
And they whirled and they twirled and they tangoed
Singin' and jingin' the jango
Floatin' like the heavens above
It looks like muskrat love
Nibbling on bacon, chewin' on cheese
Sammy says to Susie "Honey, would you please be my missus?"
And she say yes
With her kisses
And now he's ticklin' her fancy
Rubbin' her toes
Muzzle to muzzle, now anything goes
As they wriggle, and Sue starts to giggle
And they whirled and they twirled and they tangoed
Singin' and jingin' the jango
Floatin' like the heavens above
It looks like muskrat love
La da da da da ...