Religion

Well now that I think about it, yes . . . yes it has. And thank you for asking.

When I was just a young and impressionable kid, those rotten sons of bitches had me convinced that if I died with just one little sin on my record, I was going to burn alive for fuckin' ever. And me, having at least twenty thoughts per day of how Sally Weber would look without her pants and underwear--and two or three thoughts during that same day of how Mary Jaster would look without her pants and underwear--suddenly found myself having only two or three such thoughts per day.

So, because of those bastards, I missed out on a lot of tantalizing mental images.

Religion tried to confuse me, but logic won! How can a god come to this planet only 2,000 years ago when humans have been around for some 200,000 years? Didn't make any sense to me then, and surely not now. What really convinced me were the contradiction. Thou shalt not kill, but stone to death anyone who not believe in me - even if they are your family members. That loving god sure is confused!