At least he wasn't all that fond of 57 million people who died from curable diseases last year.
These people could have gotten the same amount of help had they prayed to Osama bin Laden. The movie star, Farrah Fawcett, and I were given the news that we had anal cancer at about the same time. She said she was putting her fate in God's hands. She's dead.
I on the other hand would have asked Pat Condell or Richard Dawkins for help and forgiveness before I'd have asked this Christian God and his dipshit son, Jesus Christ.
Yes I know, Fawcett is now walking on streets of gold and singing with other angels, and I'm still stuck here surrounded by dogma-spreading leeches and ignorant dickheads who lap it up. Okay, so there truly is a heaven and hell.
Kill me if you can,
Bob Miller
