My descent into atheism
As a small child, I attended a C of E primary school where we sang hymns, prayed and got dragged up to church every now and then. The God stuff seeped in, and so, like most kids at faith schools, I was a good little bible-basher.

Until the tender age of nine, when I first began to question the whole Christianity shebang. It started with a cartoon featuring zombies.

I could see no way Jesus differed from the undead freaks.

Still can't, actually. So if I ever see Jesus, I have my flamethrower and I'm ready.
( Queen of Cheesecake, Thu 19 Mar 2009, 22:33, 3 replies)

Jesus != Zombies
Simple difference:

Zombies want to eat your flesh.

Jesus wants you to eat his flesh.
(planetmatt, Fri 20 Mar 2009, 11:08, closed)

A Flamethrower
is the worst kind of weapon against any non-Jesus zombie.

Against Jesus it's fantastic as- as far as a catholic* upbringing has taught me- he had cheap wine for blood. And was made of cookies.

*may not be true
( uberdeity Wondered why Owen Lars knew of the term "hell" on, Fri 20 Mar 2009, 14:24, closed)

Yeah, the problem with flamethrowering zombies
is that they continue to wander around for ages setting fire to the drapes and dripping gobs of burning fat on to the carpet.
(Richy_T hundreds if not thousands of dollars, Wed 25 Mar 2009, 14:06, closed)