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Religulous! God's be darned, gosh...

In about 30 minutes, I'm going to plop my butt down in a soda-stained (and, pardon the snark, God-knows what else) movie theater seat to watch Religulous, Bill Maher's lampooning documentary of our silly world's major religions. I'm especially looking forward to anything to do with Scientology of course, because that religion is HI-Larry-US!! Thetens begone! (sorry Tom Cruise!) LOL! I'm just hoping some Bible-thumper from Focus on the Family (affectionately known as Poke-Us-In-The-Fanny among irreligious friends here in the Mecca of Christian Fundamentalism, Colorado Springs) is there to tell me I'm going to "H" "E" double hockey-sticks (Hi Sarah!) for contributing to this atheist/comedian/Jew's bank account! Of course if the Fundie is a hot young thing, I might decide to make it my mission to deprogram her instead of seeing Bill's movie. But hey, since I've already bought the ticket, I'm sure Bill being his sexist self would forgive me. LOL! Oh my, the layers of irony are nearly infinite, I tell you!! Peace be upon you my friends... going to get some of God's food -- popcorn, and wash it down with equally Holy High Fructose Corn Syrup! Yay!

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