God and Irony
Irony: It is one of my favorite words. I love irony. There are few things better than watching someone become a victim of irony. Even if they are horribly maimed or die a hideous death I can find enjoyment if there was irony involved. Maybe I am a sick fuck. I am definitely a bastard. For that, I am entirely thankful.
There are certain things in this life I do not like. I hate religious fanatics who try to push their religious beliefs on me. I hate religious fanatics who try to force their beliefs on me at seven in the morning on a Saturday. I hate religious fanatics who try to do both while trying to sell me shit I don't want or need. I hate religious fanatics who tell me (and they have) that I will be struck by lightning because I don't believe in their god.
"(CBS4) HIALEAH A man making a trip from Puerto Rico to South Florida to raise money for his religious education remains hospitalized Monday after he was struck down by a bolt of lightning which flew from clear blue sky on Sunday. He was selling religious materials when he was hit."
http://cbs4.com/local/local_story_189151333.html
Apparently, God hates these assholes, too.
