Posts Tagged ‘church’

Have you been naughty or nice?

Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009

It's almost Christmas, and Santa has been checking his list, trying to see who's getting coal and who's not. It's also time to steal a page from Snackie's book, and open up the comments for HOLIDAY CONFESSIONS!

Did you ever steal someone's present? Have you regifted? Have you ever masturbated into the punch at the company party?

You can confess whatever holiday-related (or not) sin you want, no matter how small or how momentous. Confess something that you'd never post on your own blog – you don't have to worry about your readers seeing it here. Confess something that you've just wanted to get off of your chest. Confess something that you don't really care about. If you want to leave your comment anonymously, make sure to change your email address, too, so that Gravatar doesn't pick up your avatar.

I'll start:

Confession #1: I have, on occasion, given presents to people that increased in value depending on how much I liked them.

Confession #2: One year, I, along with a few friends, roamed our neighborhood and the neighborhood next to ours and pulled out a few random bulbs on people's lights, causing all their lights to go out, stole candy canes or lighted bulbs that lined their walkways, and broke the floating lit up Christmas trees in the lake. I feel bad every time I think about it.

Confession #3: I figured out that there was no Santa when I was four, and I always delighted in the fact that my brother and sister took much, much longer to figure it out.

Confession #4: I would consider converting to Judaism just for the potato latkes.

Okay, it's your turn. Let's hear it!

Unburden your soul

Thursday, September 10th, 2009

Church of Holy Avitableness

As most of you know, I have my own church – The Church of Holy Avitableness.

We don't do mass. There's no collection plate. We don't have a church building. There are no vestments. I don't even have a Holy Book!

What we do have, though, is CONFESSION.

It's good for the soul. It's good for the heart. It's downright good for you.

And today on Avitable.com is Confession Day.

Today's comments are for confessions. You don't have to be specific. You can log out and confess as Anonymous. You can confess whatever sin you want, no matter how small or how momentous. Confess something that you'd never post on your own blog – you don't have to worry about your readers seeing it here. Confess something that you've just wanted to get off of your chest. Confess something that you don't really care about. You can make it a general confession about a sin, or you can make it a specific confession to a specific person who can remain nameless or be named.

It doesn't matter. Just confess.

I'll start:

Confession #1:

I totally stole this idea from Hilly.

Confession #2:

I once killed a koi pond full of fish by dumping gasoline in it, when I was a kid.

Confession #3:

I probably think I'm better than you.

Okay, it's your turn. Let's hear it!

Some inspirational Bible verses for Easter

Sunday, April 12th, 2009

Since almost all of my readers are deeply religious Christians who attend church weekly and sing the Lord's praises to the heavens, I thought I'd take the time today to provide you with some thought provoking verses from the Holy Bible that are related to Easter, also known as Resurrection Day to those in my faith.

John 11:25-26
Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. But he who doesn't believe in me but instead believes in those Mohammad and Allah chuckleheads, well, he's fucked."

Romans 1:4-5
And Jesus Christ our Lord was shown to be the Son of God when God powerfully raised him from the dead by means of the Holy Spirit. And though the raising from the dead was reparations in God's eyes for being a deadbeat dad, the court saw it and they said that it was Good. Now, through Christ, God has given us the privilege and authority to tell Gentiles everywhere what God has done for them, so that they will believe and obey him, bringing glory to his name.

Romans 6:8-11
Now if we died with Christ, we believe that we will also live with him. For we know that since Christ was raised from the dead, he cannot die again; death no longer has mastery over him. Unless his head is removed by a sword, and you bear witness to the Quickening, lo, there can be only one.

Philippians 3:10-12
I want to know Christ and the power of His resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead. And I want to break bread with him and I read his words and I am his number one fan. If I could meet the Lord Jesus Christ, I know in my heart of hearts that he and I would be best friends forever, and we would hang out with each other all of the time.

1 Peter 1:3
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In His great mercy He has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead. In His great rush to do so, though, He forgot a few things and now our Lord Jesus Christ keeps asking for brains.

Matthew 27:50-53
And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit. At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook and the rocks split. The tombs broke open and the bodies of many holy people who had died were raised to life. They came out of the tombs, and after Jesus' resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many people. And these people spread the word of the Holy Ghost. And then the Ghostbusters arrived and Dr. Venkman spilled his seed with Mary Magdalene.

Matthew 28:1-10
After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary, who is not a Rhoda no matter what the girls at school said, went to look at the tomb. There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow and he looked like Legolas from that hobbit movie. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and shit their pants.

Orlando Bloom said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you." Then he flipped his hair and the women swooned.

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, "Um, I'm not really into that foot fetish shit. I could totally use a blowjob, though."

Happy Easter, everyone!

Avitapope in the house

Friday, February 22nd, 2008

Church of Holy Avitableness

As most of you know, I have my own church – The Church of Holy Avitableness.

We don't do mass. There's no collection plate. We don't have a church building. There are no vestments. I don't even have a Holy Book!

What we do have, though, is CONFESSION.

It's good for the soul. It's good for the heart. It's downright good for you.

And today on Avitable.com is Confession Day.

Today's comments are for confessions. You don't have to be specific. You can log out and confess as Anonymous. You can confess whatever sin you want, no matter how small or how momentous. Confess something that you'd never post on your own blog – you don't have to worry about your readers seeing it here. Confess something that you've just wanted to get off of your chest. Confess something that you don't really care about. You can make it a general confession about a sin, or you can make it a specific confession to a specific person who can remain nameless or be named.

It doesn't matter. Just confess.

I'll start:

Confession #1:

When I worked at a video store, and later at a mall movie store, I stole over 400 VHS tapes for my own personal movie collection. At the movie store, I would have a friend come in with my list of movies, plus a few for himself, and he'd pull them from the shelves, come over to the cash register, where I would pretend to ring him out, scan the movies so they wouldn't set off the security, and then put them in a bag with a fake paper receipt, and he'd walk out. At the video store, I would take movies off of the shelves, delete them from the system, and then put them in my bag that I would take with me at the end of the night.

Confession #2:

I like to lie to the Burger King people and tell them that they forgot to give me a Hershey's Sundae Pie last time I went through the drive-through, and they always give me one for free.

Confession #3:

I am very guilty of envying other people's possessions and success, and I will typically try to do whatever I can to reach the same level or take them down a notch to my level.

Okay, it's your turn. Let's hear it!

AvitaWeek 2008: Chocorrito

Thursday, January 24th, 2008

If you've read my proclamation over at the Church of Holy Avitableness, you may have seen this edict:

There are no rituals or ceremonies other than blogging for a normal parishioner of the COHA. However, if one wishes to become a Minister of Avitableness, there are three requirements:

1. Consume the holy communion. Forged from compressed and processed materials, the communion of the COHA consists of a microwaveable beef and cheese burrito heated to perfection and coated in refrigerated Hershey's chocolate syrup. The communion must be eaten with gusto. Lip smacks must abound.

Faithful readers from years past will also recall the discussion of delicious chocolate-covered burritos in these posts:

I've heard doubt, disgust, and disbelief. A few people made the valid point that I honestly haven't eaten one of these delicacies since I was in high school, which was 13 years ago.

So, for day four of AvitaWeek 2008, I decided to go ahead and show just how awesome and delicious a chocolate-covered burrito (or chocorrito, as I have now named them) can be!

This is one video you do not want to miss:

Here's the direct link from Youtube.

And don't forget! My birthday is in three days, and it's not too late to send me naked pictures of yourself or some other type of awesome gift! You can even check my wishlists if you want to actually spend your hard earned cash on spoiling me.

Last, but not least, for the "Guess Which Part" contest, here are the correct answers:

1. That is, indeed, my right butt cheek.
2. The bottom of my horrible, horrible foot.
3. My left knee.
4. Yup – most of you guessed it. That's my testicle.
5. Gorilla chest.
6. A shoulder.
7. My stomach – can't you see the happy trail?

I don't think anyone actually guessed all of them correctly. Thanks for playing!

The atheist's nightmare

Sunday, July 1st, 2007

Before you get to read your regularly scheduled post, here's the NYCWD update:

As of right now, at midnight EST on Saturday, June 30th, we have just raised $3300! I'm really amazed and proud of the support and generosity of every single blogger who posted a comment on NYCWD's blog, made their own post about his tragic loss, or bought a graphic or two or ten! It's almost enough to turn this cynic's black, twisted heart into a real one.

So, today is it. This is your last chance to buy a graphic, and your last chance to pitch in and make a difference for NYCWD. Let's see if we can hit $3500!

And now, Sunday's post:


Firstly, I've decided that I'm not going to continue doing the Weeks in Review. They were fun to do, but very time consuming, and I think I'd rather focus my energy on a normal post on Sundays. I might come up with another shtick for Sundays, but I guess we'll see.

Today, I want to talk about Jesus.

Well, kind of. I wanted to bring two recockulous videos to your attention. I saw them a while ago, but a recent conversation with a blogger who is under attack by a fundamentalist Christian discussion board made me decide to post this.

Both of these videos are titled: "The Atheist's Nightmare." The first one has Kirk Cameron learning about how the banana is the atheist's nightmare because of the peel, the size, the consistency, and other factors. This video ignores, of course, the fact that this moron is using a domesticated banana that has been crossbred to be like it is, not a wild banana, which looks almost nothing like the domestic one. Which pretty much fucks his entire theory right in the ass, don't you think?

This next video discusses how peanut butter disproves the theory of evolution. I can't even waste the brainpower to explain how retarded this theory is. They completely misunderstand the basics of evolution. It's infuriating that a generation of people could grow up watching this tripe and thinking that it could possibly be true!

It's shit like this that gives normal, intelligent, logical Christians a bad name. This makes everyone think that if you're Christian, you're clearly an idiot lacking the intelligence of the chimpanzee from which you evolved. That you're a sheep who just follows, without thinking or investigating anything for yourself. The rest of the Christians, who make up at least 90% of the Christians out there, should hunt down these idiots and cockpunch them. Repeatedly.

Happy Sunday!

Puppet, femininity and religion

Saturday, May 19th, 2007

If you can't view it . . .

I admit it.

Wednesday, May 16th, 2007

I'm guilty. I did it. I killed the Rev. Jerry Falwell. (Does "Rev." stand for "Revolting"?) For those of you who are oblivious, Jerry Falwell was found dead in his office. It's assumed that he had a coronary episode. However, the truth is that I snuck into his office with my ninja skills and dispatched him using a poison that has potassium chloride in it, which simulated the conditions of a myocardial infarction. Once his Holy Fuckness was dead, I saw his soul for an instant, hovering above his body, before it was sucked down in a red flash, where hopefully he'll be anally raped for all eternity by a series of gay Muslim men wearing Teletubby masks. As is my typical custom, I celebrated Falwell's death by doing a little happy dance – it's what I usually do when despicable people shuffle off the mortal coil. And since I was the one who killed him, I was especially happy! Don't believe me? Just look below for proof of my ninjosity (Click for a larger version):

Ninja Avitable


In other news, when I got my mail today, I received an awesome postcard from the one and only Mr. Fabulous. He finally took me up on my advice to try necrophilia:

Postcards from the Edge

Thanks to Crystal for the idea for today's post.

Easter at my church

Saturday, April 7th, 2007

A reading from the book of Avitable:

And when the sixth hour was come, there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour.

And at the ninth hour JC cried with a loud voice, saying "Holy God that hurts!" He was mocked and given laughter instead of treatment.

After this, JC knowing that his project would not yet be accomplished, that this script would not be fulfilled, said, "Oh, shit."

When JC therefore heard the laughter, he said "It is finished:" and he fell over and gave up the ghost.

For those of us who listen to the Church of Holy Avitableness, Easter is a time of remembrance and celebration around the death and subsequent resurrection of JC, which stands, of course, for John Candy.

Every year, on Easter weekend, we gather around the multiplexes and await the sign of his return. Whether it is "The Great Outdoors 2", "Uncle Buck's Back", "Planes, Trains, Automobiles and Monorails", or even "Who's Harry Crumb This Time?", we will faithfully await the sign of his return, which will usher in a new era of laughter to this world.

Followers of the Church of Holy Avitableness are encouraged to gorge themselves this weekend. Consume massive amounts of chocolate, in the form of bunnies, Cadbury Creme Eggs, Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs, or chocolate statues of JC. Eat cheeseburgers by the bucket and consume massive amounts of liquor in celebration of our apostle, JC.

May peace be with all of you fuckers. Praise be to me.


And don't forget! Go vote for me, or you will rot in Avitahell for all eternity!