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What are all you atheists doing for Easter?

My neighbor and I have joined a new hunt club. Our old club dissolved and we had until the end of the month to get our stands out of the old property. I got mine out weeks ago. He had a lot more stuff out there so we went to the woods with a bunch of tools, a 4-wheel drive truck and a trailer to get it. The temperature reached 90 F yesterday and much gatorade was consumed. We finally got 2 tripods, a double ladder stand and two lock-on stands loaded up and moved out. We got home around 3:30 PM. He then proceeded to show me how his new kegerator works. Then he showed me again. Mrs. RB made us some wonderful chicken salad sandwiches. My neighbor demonstrated his kegerator until it got dark and we all retired.
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Them damned things.... kegorators.. are THE manifestation of Satan on earth!
Begone, begone!
The fat they put on can never ever be exorcised off! Even exercise won't touch it!
Out, damned kegerator, out, I say, Sir!
 
Waiting for Jebus to come out of the tomb. If He sees His shadow, we'll have six more weeks of winter.
 
I honor the old gods: I spent Sunday hanging scenery for a ballet. Easter just meant less riff-raff underfoot.
 
Hooo-boy. Went to Shakori Hills, saw Arrested Development, Cool John Ferguson, The South Carolina Broadcasters, Tift Merrit, Donna The Buffolo, Pura Fe, Paperhand Puppet and a dozen or so other bands/perfornaces. Camped in the mud with a few thousand hippies, professionals, tradesman and others. Enjoyed bourbon for breakfast and shared it with the wake n bake going on at the camp site next to mine.

After four days of this, by Sunday we were all feeling invigorated, free of our corporate bonds, rejuvenated and reborn. It was wonderful and I look forward to next Easter!
 
The traditional, pre-christian rituals of eggs and rabbits. And for Good Fry-day, I deep fried a couple of turkeys, some pork chops, some sweet potatoes, a turnip, and an unidentified Chinese vegetable that looked like it might make decent chips.
 
I took my son to a music store and a few pawn shops on friday, did chores on saturday, and on sunday watched the kids teach my mom to play Wii sports resort and took a nap to sleep off the ham and green bean casserole.
 
The traditional, pre-christian rituals of eggs and rabbits. And for Good Fry-day, I deep fried a couple of turkeys, some pork chops, some sweet potatoes, a turnip, and an unidentified Chinese vegetable that looked like it might make decent chips.

I roasted a whole pork shoulder on Good Friday.
 
Oh, and in honor of Easter I played this song on my uke at the campsite yesterday. I couldn't find any Testamints at the festival, though.

 
I am sitting in a coffee shop bored. I was invited to some easter get together but declined because my family sucks. I guess I could go to church but I am feeling really apathetic right now. My wife is spending easter running down some road. I may go for a walk I guess.
How could you not like a holiday dedicated to zombies?

I didn't actually spend the whole day thinking about cheating death, but I did eat a gourmet dinner after helping lay a floor.
 
I celebrated the resurrection of the chocolate egg laying bunny who gave his life (have you seen the size of those eggs) so we might eat chocolate.
 
How could you not like a holiday dedicated to zombies?

I didn't actually spend the whole day thinking about cheating death, but I did eat a gourmet dinner after helping lay a floor.

Personally, it's because I live in the UK so don't have the easy access to firearms that's needed to deal with zombies.
 
I played a marathon session of Left 4 Dead 2. Didn't see Jesus at Mercy Hospital, but then I've always had an issue with target recognition before unloading with the 12 ga. :)
 
Personally, it's because I live in the UK so don't have the easy access to firearms that's needed to deal with zombies.

Sword, shield and axe sir. Tradition! Followed by a flaming faggot! (The burning wood kind not the kind that would rightfully take offence at being called that.)
 
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