Since you have no faith you obviously see yourself as just another mammal in which the only purpose of your existence is to survive and reproduce. In that case, shouldn't you knock off the "I'm so enlightened and modern" attitude and make a big pile of kids? You should be making one a year at the very least since when you die and become the worthless fertilizer you believe you're destined to become, no one outside of your immediate family is ever going to miss you. Shut the fuck up and FUCK! You apparently have no soul so after your last breath you're done. Might as well leave some kind of legacy.
I suppose it's not really fair to say that Atheists have no faith. They believe in science, don't they? Believeing that it's proof against the existence of God. They believe it because it's been chronicled in books and taught to them by appointed authority figures who they believe to be much more knowledgeable than themselves. Their own experience doesn't have to have anything to do with this belief. They just accept it because they've been told to and that's good enough for them. That's a form of faith, is it not?
I like it when Atheists claim not to believe in God because they've never seen any proof of His existence with their own eyes or some other such bullshit. There were, what, 50-something prophets in the bible? That's not that many and each of them served a unique purpose and none of them did it for the fun. If there are any prophets in existence right now it's probably safe to say that you're not one of them. Nobody gets to see or hear God, dumbass. Especially not just so He can prove himself, I'm pretty sure he's got more important things to do.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
This asshole used to come out with this big theatrical entrance and, yeah, it was a lot of fun. I liked the character of Hulk Hogan but as a wrestler he was bullshit. He'd win for the first few minutes and then he would get his ass handed to him for like half an hour. Then of course out of nowhere he'd block a few punches, flex a few times and then send buddy into the ropes so he could lift up his leg in a half-assed, lazy, blown up fashion so the other guy could run face first into it. Then he lifts it up again and just falls on him. Wow, what a repertoire! I hated all his matches and hoped he would lose every time.
Still, he was huge back in the '80s and '90s and has forgotten more about lifting weights than you will ever know. And I don't give a shit that he was on steroids either. You could take a bath in steroids and never be that big. Fuck off.