Any serious Christians left?

I'm not making this up - I got:


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....with the last addy you sent.

Now I'm really startin to wonder what the f's up.

Why? I was hoping a certain person might remember what they had said and corrected a few misstated comments, but I guess that won't happen. Will I post the email? No way. Never had the slightest intention of doing so. Just reminding someone of what they had said.

That's weird. This has never happened to me before.

It has to be something on your end. My ****'s legit.











<I've always wanted to be able to say that. Thank you>

Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind.
This is the first and great commandment.
And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.

My remarks on this thread are not inconsistant with any of my private messages.

We can't say the same about our wonderful devoted Christian, though.

I don't mean to interfere on the christian-ness, mostly. I have my issues, but I don't just hate believers.

But I clicked on here and read this ride through paranoia thing. It's like another world. I have been friends with some of you, not kidding, meaning it.

Some kind of lesson.

Are you saying you're shocked and disappointed at us, osso?

Hey. If it helps, I'm not even pretending to be a Christian.

Not anymore.



Nothing intended... couldn't help myself

Well, it all makes my head spin.
I'd like things slower and more linear, please.






...and could someone sing a nice, lilting ballad?




...and if it isn't too much to ask, could someone else tuck my feet in?

The funny thing is you and that coterie of lying vipers think somehow you're spiritually superior.

You are no more of a Christian than I am, bub. The difference is I know it.

Lash, know what's weird? My email is already there - always has been...

The old gunfighter on the porch
stared into the sun
and relived the days of living by the gun
when deadly games of pride were played
and living was mistakes not made

and the thought of the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
Ah, the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

It's always keep your back to the sun
and he can almost feel the weight of the gun
it's faster than snakes or the blink of an eye
and it's a time for all slow men to die
and his eyes get squinty and his fingers twitch
and he empties the gun at the son of a bitch

and he's hit by the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
hit by the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Now the burn of a bullet is only a scar
he's back in his chair in front of the bar
and the streets are empty and the blood's all dried
and the dead are dust and the whiskey's inside
so buy him a drink and lend him an ear
he's nobody's fool and the only one here

who remembers the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
remember the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

He said I stood in that street before it was paved
learned shoot or be shot before I could shave
and I did it all for the money and fame
noble was nothing but feeling no shame
and nothing was sacred but stayin' alive
and all that I learned from a Colt 45

was to curse the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
curse the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Now he's just an old man that no one believes
says he's a gunfighter, the last of the breed
and there are ghosts in the street seeking revenge
calling him out to the lunatic fringe
now he's out in the traffic checking the sun
and he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun

So much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

I guess you can't take a joke. Nothing changes.

Hey, Lash - don't get all strange on me now - I've tried 3 times to send the dang thing I swear!!!

...and have you looked at my profile?

OK, snoods trying to gaslight me.

http://www.able2know.com/forums/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&u=514

Where?

<tap, tap, tap,...>

OK - I just put it next to "msn messenger".

See it now?

Well, snood. Now you have your e-mail address published.

Awwww you don't agree real life? I'm hurt...

NOT!

LOL

People who don't function well within boundaries, don't usually like the people who set the boundaries. :wink:

Just a thought...