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Merged A God of Love / The Living God

You only picked up all what is seemingly negative to you while turning a blind eye to the positive. You were just interested in showing everybody how foolish I am and how clever you are. And now you are stuck with all that negative ideas.

Please note, Johanabrahams was explicitly asked to list the positive and the above was the best he could come up with.

Matthew 7:15-20

You Will Know Them by Their Fruits
15 “Beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravenous wolves. 16 You will know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes from thornbushes or figs from thistles? 17 Even so, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. 18 A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, nor can a bad tree bear good fruit. 19 Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. 20 Therefore by their fruits you will know them.
 
Well if I am His wife and Zola is my child then He has to exist.

https://web.facebook.com/zolagxowa.zola



Very selfish idea. Not really worth promoting.

No, not at all. First, the page you keep linking to shows nothing that you claim to be there. It is a page of a guy and his friend drinking. Second, even if it did show some guy claiming you are his mother, it would only indicate that there is someone deluded enough to buy your nonsense. It in no way proves the existence of any god, let alone the one you claim to be having sex with.
 
Why do you keep posting that link when you know full well the content you claim is there is not in fact there?

What result do you expect other than to be called out as a liar?

Didn't someone once say that the definition of insanity is repeating the same actions over and over expecting different results?

It's also very hard to continue a conversation when the replies are really nothing more than - "I know you are but what am I?"
 
???

Seriously?

I called your claims circular reason and ******** and you think that means I accept them?

Are you drunk right now?

Well, if one is prepared to tell honking great porkies about what's on a random facebook page that we can all check, why not go for broke and dish out honking great porkies about the page we are actually in.
 
Well if I am His wife and Zola is my child then He has to exist.
Two "ifs," and you haven't established either one. Therefore your conclusion (the "then" part) hasnt been established

Unlike some, I can see what's at that link. There is nothing on that page that indicates the two of you know each other. Yes, you're listed as Friends, but that means nothing: I have Friends I've never met, because they are actually Friends of people I do actually know. Also, I don't recall that you two were Friends the last time I looked, so there's something a little odd there.

Very selfish idea. Not really worth promoting.
You don't get a vote.

As it says in the Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster: "Before long, Man broke his damned tooth on that olive pit, and the FSM said, “What did I give you ears for if not to listen to me?” And Man said, “I have ears?” And he eventually located them on the sides of his head, but not before discovering a small Noodly Appendage between his legs, which he noticed was infinitely smaller than even the shortest of the FSM’s appendages, and he realized that his woman appeared to be thinking the same thing, so the midget-man said, “Hand me one of those fig leaves, will you?” Later the woman suggested that Man didn’t need such a big fig leaf, and she hinted that there might certainly be another Man somewhere on earth, maybe Eden had a gardener somewhere, and the midget-man looked her up and down and said, “One word, honey. Cellulite.”" The Holy Noodle: The Olive Garden of Eden. RAmen.




I don't care what you do to the women and children, just leave me alone!
 
Must've hurt.
Difficult to tell. He didn't actually specify who was top and who was bottom. Difficult to see. Always in motion the futtering is.

Ask Ben Carson about sex with Jesus.
It's the climax (LOL) to Empire Strikes Back...

Dave: I'll never join you
Johan: If only you knew the power of the jungle booze yurt. Halleyscomet never told you what happened to your mother.
Dave: He told me enough. He told me that YOU tried to insert yourself ('scuse french) into my family!
Johan: No. I AM your your mother.
Dave: No. No! That's not true! That's impossible!
Johan: Search your feelings; you know it to be true!
Dave: Meh I would prefer to jump to my death...<jumps><survives by getting sucked into some mad hoovery thing for no apparent reason other than narrative imperative>

We have the makings of a hilarious parody here.
 
Two "ifs," and you haven't established either one. Therefore your conclusion (the "then" part) hasnt been established
Yup. When challenged, johan simply goes "look at this link" ignoring the fact that plenty of us have

Unlike some, I can see what's at that link. There is nothing on that page that indicates the two of you know each other. Yes, you're listed as Friends, but that means nothing: I have Friends I've never met, because they are actually Friends of people I do actually know. Also, I don't recall that you two were Friends the last time I looked, so there's something a little odd there.
I can see it fine. It's two blokes sharing a sixpack in a shed somewhere. Yet oddly, despite the fact that this is probably one of the most common activities everywhere, johan wants to draw attention to their race/ethnicity. Quite why that should matter is anyone's guess.

You don't get a vote.

As it says in the Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster: "Before long, Man broke his damned tooth on that olive pit, and the FSM said, “What did I give you ears for if not to listen to me?” And Man said, “I have ears?” And he eventually located them on the sides of his head, but not before discovering a small Noodly Appendage between his legs, which he noticed was infinitely smaller than even the shortest of the FSM’s appendages, and he realized that his woman appeared to be thinking the same thing, so the midget-man said, “Hand me one of those fig leaves, will you?” Later the woman suggested that Man didn’t need such a big fig leaf, and she hinted that there might certainly be another Man somewhere on earth, maybe Eden had a gardener somewhere, and the midget-man looked her up and down and said, “One word, honey. Cellulite.”" The Holy Noodle: The Olive Garden of Eden. RAmen.




I don't care what you do to the women and children, just leave me alone!
RAmen, indeed.
 
As it says in the Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster: "Before long, Man broke his damned tooth on that olive pit, and the FSM said, “What did I give you ears for if not to listen to me?” And Man said, “I have ears?” And he eventually located them on the sides of his head, but not before discovering a small Noodly Appendage between his legs, which he noticed was infinitely smaller than even the shortest of the FSM’s appendages, and he realized that his woman appeared to be thinking the same thing, so the midget-man said, “Hand me one of those fig leaves, will you?” Later the woman suggested that Man didn’t need such a big fig leaf, and she hinted that there might certainly be another Man somewhere on earth, maybe Eden had a gardener somewhere, and the midget-man looked her up and down and said, “One word, honey. Cellulite.”" The Holy Noodle: The Olive Garden of Eden. RAmen.

:D:thumbsup: RAmen.
 

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