I thought this shit could only happen in the moving pictures
Hey, there, Cats and Kittens! Do you remember way, way, waaaaay back last week when I mentioned the new girlfriend and how everything was going sooooo well?
Turns out, she's a raving religious zealot! Yeah! Fun stuff!
Started out Sunday morn, I'm getting ready to mow my stinkin' jungle of a yard, when she sends me a text. "What's a druid?" So, I explain in the nicest, simplest, friendliest way I could. "We worship god through nature." A few texts later, I get, "Paganism".
Now, see...I don't know about the rest of youse out there, but whenever I see THAT word, "paganism", I know exactly, EXACTLY what's coming. Because, contrary to what certain people may think, that is not a real word. Paganism. And when I hear it, I know that the argument coming forth next will not be a real argument, but a veiled attempt at ignorance trying to shake me into following the deluded masses.
And, I was exactly right! That is precisely what spewed forth over the next DAY and a fucking HALF!!!
Saturday night was all wonderful, sweet, nice, romantic. Sunday afternoon, you'd have thought that I grew a third head and started eating babies. Wildest shit I've ever experienced.
"I can't commit to planning a future or continue to date someone who doesn't believe the same thing I do."
"You are a non-believer."
"Blasphemer!"
Yeah, she actually called me a blasphemer. I was taking it pretty seriously up until that point. I mean, I loved this woman. I really wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. Then, all of a sudden, with no provocation from me, she proceeds to shit all over me, my beliefs, my friends, and everythign else I hold near and dear.
But, when she called me a BLASPHEMER, well...that just made me smile.
It's been such a loooong time since anyone has called me such asinine "bad" names. Some 10 or 15 years ago, I was actually told that I am the devil. I've even been called evil. But never blasphemer.
Until now.
Needless to say, I am now dateless. Dat crazy-assed bitch can go fuck herself and her preacher-coworker who was advising her.
She actually said things like, "I feel so sorry for you." And, "My God is superior." "You will regret your decision, but by then, it will be too late." Wow.
But, Cats and Kittens, you would be sooo proud of ol' Don Marshmallow. I kept my cool and only got pissed once. There are many, many things I could have said to her, but I bit my tongue and took the higher road. I finally just had to break down and ask her, as she spewed forth venomous talk, "Is this how you're supposed to win people to Christ? By insulting them and their beliefs? By disrespecting them into submission?"
Stupid bitch.
I could go off on her and the whole thing, but I'm not. What's done is done.
Just thought I'd let everyone know what a great fuckin' weekend it was.
Poka!!!
Turns out, she's a raving religious zealot! Yeah! Fun stuff!
Started out Sunday morn, I'm getting ready to mow my stinkin' jungle of a yard, when she sends me a text. "What's a druid?" So, I explain in the nicest, simplest, friendliest way I could. "We worship god through nature." A few texts later, I get, "Paganism".
Now, see...I don't know about the rest of youse out there, but whenever I see THAT word, "paganism", I know exactly, EXACTLY what's coming. Because, contrary to what certain people may think, that is not a real word. Paganism. And when I hear it, I know that the argument coming forth next will not be a real argument, but a veiled attempt at ignorance trying to shake me into following the deluded masses.
And, I was exactly right! That is precisely what spewed forth over the next DAY and a fucking HALF!!!
Saturday night was all wonderful, sweet, nice, romantic. Sunday afternoon, you'd have thought that I grew a third head and started eating babies. Wildest shit I've ever experienced.
"I can't commit to planning a future or continue to date someone who doesn't believe the same thing I do."
"You are a non-believer."
"Blasphemer!"
Yeah, she actually called me a blasphemer. I was taking it pretty seriously up until that point. I mean, I loved this woman. I really wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. Then, all of a sudden, with no provocation from me, she proceeds to shit all over me, my beliefs, my friends, and everythign else I hold near and dear.
But, when she called me a BLASPHEMER, well...that just made me smile.
It's been such a loooong time since anyone has called me such asinine "bad" names. Some 10 or 15 years ago, I was actually told that I am the devil. I've even been called evil. But never blasphemer.
Until now.
Needless to say, I am now dateless. Dat crazy-assed bitch can go fuck herself and her preacher-coworker who was advising her.
She actually said things like, "I feel so sorry for you." And, "My God is superior." "You will regret your decision, but by then, it will be too late." Wow.
But, Cats and Kittens, you would be sooo proud of ol' Don Marshmallow. I kept my cool and only got pissed once. There are many, many things I could have said to her, but I bit my tongue and took the higher road. I finally just had to break down and ask her, as she spewed forth venomous talk, "Is this how you're supposed to win people to Christ? By insulting them and their beliefs? By disrespecting them into submission?"
Stupid bitch.
I could go off on her and the whole thing, but I'm not. What's done is done.
Just thought I'd let everyone know what a great fuckin' weekend it was.
Poka!!!