And this is why I don't do religion

[korilian]

OH MY G... actually that one isn't really appropriate for the subject matter.

I thought the Out There comic was Christian propaganda (I'm sorry, I mean a comic suitable for Christian youth). But no, the real deal can be found at Chicks publications: publishing Gospel literture for 40 years!

Clicky, clicky, it has out takes.

For a special discount you can get 19 comics, teaching you which bible hasn't been tampered with by Satan. That playing D&D will teach you real magic (which is clearly awesome). That evolution is a filthy lie!  And just what those druid priests are planning with their armies of witches and politicians (undermine Christians with rock music, in case you were wondering. You better burn those records!). 

I especially love how they called their hero's the crusaders. Now there's a pair of fine men to have around when you get possessed. 

My favourite: the KGB prostitute that finds Christ. Sure she ends up in a Gulag, but they'll see her in heaven.

MUSLIMS HAVE BEEN SAVED BY READING THESE BOOKS! I kid you not. Now excuse me while I go throw up in my mouth a little.

Comments

[ameretrifle.livejournal.com]

I spent a year in a school that taught that sort of fundamentalist crap... To this day, I'm proud of how thoroughly I defaced my Bible textbook (though it was probably more of an indicator of how damn boring the class was than of burgeoning liberal sensitivities). My father neglected to mention that his time there was mainly passed in avoiding the English teacher and blowing up toilets... (well, technically it was only one toilet, but so awesome) So, that brings back memories. I'm glad I only went there when I was old enough to resist indoctrination...

[korilian.livejournal.com]

Hee. I thought stuff like that only happened in movies. How do you blow up a TOILET?!?

I went to Catholic school. Prayer at the start of each day. I'm quite proud at the fact that in eight grade, I still couldn't get a Hail Mary right.

[ameretrifle.livejournal.com]

Dry ice, if I recall correctly *grins*. It's possible he was trying to get out of English class. He's also got a story about how they painted "Class of [year]" or something on the roof as a senior prank. No one ever ratted out who did it, and even when they replaced the shingles, you could still see it 'cause they hadn't matched the colors right... My adolescence was nowhere near so adventurous ^^

[korilian.livejournal.com]

Not a lot of people's is, I imagine.

Sheesh. The hight of my high school adventuring was not doing my homework.