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At a bar, two men meet and have a psudointellectual discussion about the true nature of religion.
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| I hate Jesus, but God is cool. | |
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| How the shit can you hate Jesus. Fucker. God is the one we can be sure exists. | |
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Although the hipster may not be a Christian he's still hip.
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| Shut the fuck up and let me buy you a cool drink. | |
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| Asshole. I'll need to murder him later. After the drinks though. | |
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Later after drinks. The hipster is dead. Now a demon has come for his soul. What does it matter what religion this man follow if he does not follow it's rules?
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| Hey where'd your friend go? Fuck it. You done with your drink because I need that sould. | |
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| Oh God, oh Jesus! Heeeelp! | |
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