bokonon
Illuminator
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The Sit In
Maitre d': Gawdzilla, party of one. Right this way, sir.
Gawdzilla: Religion is my bitch!
Waiter: I'm Steve, I'll be your waiter this evening. Can I start you off with some bread sticks?
Gawdzilla: I don't want any of that "this is my body" ****.
Waiter: I assure you, sir, I wasn't propositioning you. Would you like something to drink?
Gawdzilla: Bring me a Bloody Mary, 'cause that bitch was no virgin, you know what I mean?
Waiter: One Bloody Mary WITH vodka. Very good sir. Are you ready to order now, or would you like to take a minute?
Gawdzilla: I'm an atheist, and I'm not leaving until I get served. You can't make me sit in the back of the bus!
Waiter: I'm sorry, would you like a different table, sir?
Gawdzilla: Oh, hell no! You can't push me around. You don't want the atheists sitting out here in the open, am I right? People see me not saying grace, it's going to upset the little believers? Well, deal with it, because I'm not going anywhere! And I'm NOT saying grace! I'm an atheist, hear me roar!
Waiter: Very good, sir, what can I get you?
Gawdzilla: 'Cause I'm NOT saying grace, no way. I'm an atheist, and by God you'll treat me just as well as anyone else! I'm tired of playing nice!
Waiter: I didn't realize you were playing, sir. I'll just go ahead and bring your drink.
Gawdzilla (to diners at next table): "Olive Garden." Pffft. Do they think this is "Gethsemane" or something? **** that ****. I'm an atheist.
Diners: ...
Gawdzilla (to no one in particular): Everywhere I go, some believer is trying to stuff their delusions down my throat. I'm sick of it.
Waiter: Here's your Bloody Mary, sir. Are you ready to order, or do you still need a minute?
Gawdzilla: Yeah, you finally realized I was serious, and atheists have the same right to service as God botherers, didn't you? Next time an atheist comes in, maybe you'll think twice!
Waiter: What can I get you, sir?
Gawdzilla: The same treatment as anyone else!
Waiter: Yes, sir, are you ready to order?
Gawdzilla: I'll have the Pasta Prima Donna.
Waiter: I'll bring it right out.
Gawdzilla: Damn right you will. I'm willing to fight for it; I'm not just going to sit here with my thumbs up my butt!
Waiter: And we're all grateful for that, sir. I'll be right back with your pasta.
Maitre d': Gawdzilla, party of one. Right this way, sir.
Gawdzilla: Religion is my bitch!
Waiter: I'm Steve, I'll be your waiter this evening. Can I start you off with some bread sticks?
Gawdzilla: I don't want any of that "this is my body" ****.
Waiter: I assure you, sir, I wasn't propositioning you. Would you like something to drink?
Gawdzilla: Bring me a Bloody Mary, 'cause that bitch was no virgin, you know what I mean?
Waiter: One Bloody Mary WITH vodka. Very good sir. Are you ready to order now, or would you like to take a minute?
Gawdzilla: I'm an atheist, and I'm not leaving until I get served. You can't make me sit in the back of the bus!
Waiter: I'm sorry, would you like a different table, sir?
Gawdzilla: Oh, hell no! You can't push me around. You don't want the atheists sitting out here in the open, am I right? People see me not saying grace, it's going to upset the little believers? Well, deal with it, because I'm not going anywhere! And I'm NOT saying grace! I'm an atheist, hear me roar!
Waiter: Very good, sir, what can I get you?
Gawdzilla: 'Cause I'm NOT saying grace, no way. I'm an atheist, and by God you'll treat me just as well as anyone else! I'm tired of playing nice!
Waiter: I didn't realize you were playing, sir. I'll just go ahead and bring your drink.
Gawdzilla (to diners at next table): "Olive Garden." Pffft. Do they think this is "Gethsemane" or something? **** that ****. I'm an atheist.
Diners: ...
Gawdzilla (to no one in particular): Everywhere I go, some believer is trying to stuff their delusions down my throat. I'm sick of it.
Waiter: Here's your Bloody Mary, sir. Are you ready to order, or do you still need a minute?
Gawdzilla: Yeah, you finally realized I was serious, and atheists have the same right to service as God botherers, didn't you? Next time an atheist comes in, maybe you'll think twice!
Waiter: What can I get you, sir?
Gawdzilla: The same treatment as anyone else!
Waiter: Yes, sir, are you ready to order?
Gawdzilla: I'll have the Pasta Prima Donna.
Waiter: I'll bring it right out.
Gawdzilla: Damn right you will. I'm willing to fight for it; I'm not just going to sit here with my thumbs up my butt!
Waiter: And we're all grateful for that, sir. I'll be right back with your pasta.