The way I see it, Maney, is I came on the thread, looked around, stirred up some discussion with the hypocrites, they started with the insults, the reasonable people (most of 'em) abandoned ship, I swapped smartass remarks with the sanctimonious holy rollers until I got tired of it, and I left.
It matters little who thinks who initiated the insults. I'm a long way from petulant. I just want something new to stimulate my mental process. If it doesn't show up after a few posts from the adversaries, I conclude that, without my stimulating them, they ain't capable, and I relegate them to the trash bin.
I can trade insults with anyone. Curses with most, and compliments with a few.
Try this one: "May the dung of a thousand camels fall upon your miserable skull"
or maybe this one: Yer lyin' and yer feet stink, ya don't luv Jesus, you run rabbits, eat $hit and howl at the moon"
or could it be: " If dumbass was cancer, He'd be in ICU".
I don't think I started the insults with truedog, or with Colleen. I may have said somewhat that was misinterpreted.
After reading their stuff for a couple of days, I don't think either would know Jesus if he walked up and kissed 'em on the cheek. But I could be wrong.
I was taught Christianity by three different folks;
(1) A Holy Rollin', Bible Pounding, Evangelizing, street corner preaching, child abusing hypocrite,
(2)a college educated, scripture quoting minister of what was then the largest non-denominational church in Houston (he wouldn't know the truth if it bit him on the leg but he was certainly familiar with most of the teen-age female anatomy in the congregation, and
(3) a sweet little old lady who almost convinced me that she was right (she certainly was sincere) and I hope for her sake she was right (even tho' it could condemn me to Hell where I surely belong if she was).
I could go on, but that's enough for now.
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