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>>21271947
>This is the only place you can be respected as a theist because (some) people here actually read.
That's precarious, anon, since most diehard atheists are very well-read in the various religions.

>>21271934
>why is /lit flooded with bible fags?
It's like this: imagine you're Faunus and you're out hunting Panthers with your lagobolon; ifhere are no panthers then you have nothing to hunt and no way to have fun, so you want to encourage the panthers to fill the forest by giving them a sense of security to do so, this means that the forest is now filled with panthers and is rather dangerous 'but' it is only so because Faunus enjoys, from time to time, hunting a Panther or two.

It's kind of like that, wherein I am Faunus and my argument is my rabbit-hunting stick and the Christcuck is the panther. But don't worry too much about this, the Panthers - as with all sectarianism - are to be found killing each other over 'feeding rights' (i.e. you are their prey, do not forget this) when I'm not busy braining them.

there's a cool statue of this, see img.

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i like the color green on a woman
there is almost nothing that does it for me
that really takes me back
than tacky gaudy tracksuits on a woman
let us go shopping in shit places, you and i
i in vest, thou in nylon tracksuit pants clinging to your cheeks
let us act as if we were less sober
you and i
let us fuck in public
let us speak in words of no more than a few syllables
i shall fight a man in the street and break his teeth
over the football results
you shall suck my cock in a mcdonalds toilet
and drink abortion cocktails
let us give our time, for a while, to repasts of morning television
let your arse grow fat
let your back break o'er the kitchen sink
fine suppers of alphabeti spaghetti and toast
fine wines of canned lager
be sure to sweat heavy
be sure to burst with babies
then let us forget all about it
and return to the country house

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