This is a complete mockery of god

Published October 12th, 2008 by Bobby Henderson

This is a complete mockery of god. You all are going to hell for that.

P.S Don’t even think that a Damned spaghetti thing made-up by an asshole will save you.


290 Responses to “This is a complete mockery of god”

  1. DinoWuff says:

    Uh No – actually it’s a complete mockery of Intelligent Design.

    If you wish to discuss deities; however, explain to me (IF you are a Christian) the need to worship a cosmic Jewish Zombie who was his own father – can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake to eat from a magical tree.

    Mountains, Trees and a Midget. Pretty simple. Be excellent to each other and party on dudes! Much better procession of faith – IMHO

  2. Jake says:

    I hate how Christians are always like God forgives…Then why did he just say that we will burn in hell! Some Christian he is.

  3. Spaghetti Western says:

    261 – December 7th, 2008 at – inufan5 Says:

    Ok, by the looks of all these comments ill be in good company. OR there will be beer, ether way we win.

    262 – December 18th, 2008 at – keepfoldingit Says:

    I love how god gives jagoffs like this the right to damn anyone to hell…

    Death of a Pagan

    A Pagan died and, much to her surprise, found herself at the Pearly Gates facing St. Peter. He walked up to her and said, “Hello, and welcome.”
    She stared at St. Peter in complete confusion. “Wait a minute,” she said. “I was supposed to end up in the Summerlands.”
    He smiled. “Ah, you must be one of our Pagan sisters. Follow me, please.”

    St. Peter gestured for her to follow him down a small path which went through the gates and down a bit to the left. They walked for a short while, then he stepped back and gestured her forward. Looking past his hand, she saw the verdant fields and forests of her desired Summerlands. She saw people feasting, dancing, and making merry, exactly as she expected. While shaking her head in wonder, the Pagan happened to glance over to one side; she saw a small group of people a short way away from the edge of the Summerlands. They were watching the revelers, but not joining them; instead, they were screaming and weeping piteously.

    The Pagan looked at St. Peter. “Who are those people?”
    St. Peter replied, “Them? They’re fundamentalists. They’re a bit surprised to see you all there, so they stand there and carry on like that all day.”
    “Why? Don’t they have better things to do?”
    St. Peter leaned conspiratorially toward her. “They don’t really have a choice. They’re actually in Hell. God doesn’t like being told what He thinks.”

    P.S. this is curtisy of Staurt Herring on the Darwin Awards forum, you should all visit them.

  4. Mr.Nobody says:

    Usually the post-script (P.S.) goes AFTER the signature. Kind of like this.


    P.S.: See?

  5. Austin says:

    “P.S Don’t even think that a Damned spaghetti thing made-up by an asshole will save you.”

    Sort of like how you believe a metaphor for benevolence made up by Englishmen who used leeches instead of antibiotics will save you from an imaginary fireplace?

  6. life says:

    Just because your God was made up before ours doesn’t mean yours is less of a lie.

  7. Anon says:

    God told you to treat others the way you wanna be treated.
    In your own text, I might add.
    Go ahead and condemn away.
    I love the heat!

  8. Ben Tremblay says:

    Comment #9 (Yes, #9) is the best.

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