After 1975 the diatribe was enough to get me to drift out without admitting that the religion was total crappola.
I really stuffed up badly. I got my wife and kids in to save them from my parent's killer god, but their silly jehovah prick never showed up and killed me.
Did I learn my lesson from that????
Oh No.
I thought he might come along a bit later and kill me.
Now.... my wife..... who I love very much, is frightened to watch a documentary about the, wait for it.....
.....Amish.
....because it might test her faith.
She, as I pointed out tonight, is no different to me in that she longer believes in the religion of her parents.