Motherfucking arrogant, presumptuous, ill-mannered, and rude bastard Barefoot Bum has tagged me with a goddamn meme. While I despise this meme-tagging cockamamie crapola, Bum is a decent dude, so I’ll oblige.
Can You Remember The Day That You Officially Became An Atheist?
Actually, I can. I was with my parents at our house of worship as a child–if I recall correctly about 7 years old–and was following along with the praying and shit, and I said to myself, “I’m gonna try to believe this shit that I’m reading about God wants this and God did that”, but I just couldn’t do it. All I could think was, “This is totally fucking ridiculous”. From that moment forward I have been as certain as I have ever been of anything that there ain’t no fucking gods. Period.
Do you remember the day you officially became an agnostic?
I was never an agnostic. Before the event I described above, I simply didn’t give a flying fuck about any god shit, one way or another.
How about the last time you spoke or prayed to God with actual thought that someone was listening?
Did anger towards God or religion help cause you to be an atheist or agnostic?
No. I became an atheist because I became convinced as surely as I am convinced of anything that their ain’t no fucking gods.
Here is a good one: Were you agnostic towards ghosts, even after you became an atheist?
Ghosts!? You fucking kidding me!?
Do you want to be wrong?
Guess what, motherfuckers? You are motherfucking tagged!!!!!!!