Have a Fun! - the insidious Demiurge Ash ruined our plans to gradually corrupt the few readers of B0dy with the Satanic Bible.

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N: the insidious Demiurge Ash ruined our plans to gradually
corrupting the few readers of BOdy with the Satanic Bible,
so the Bodylover's will have to rest until we figure it out
What else can spoil your aura?

W: I already thought of it :)

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The Story of Hank (how to deal with Christians)

If Christians from the Church of Jesus Christ or others are pestering you
Adventists, cut out the text below and give it to them to read.

= HANK'S ASS = 

    This morning a couple knocked on my door.   The first one to speak
man:
    - Hello!  I'm John and she's Mary
    Mary: We invite you to kiss Hank's ass with us!
    Me: Excuse me?   What are you talking about?   Who is Hank and why should I
kiss his ass?
    John: If you kiss Hank's ass, he'll give ityou have a million
dollars, and if not, he will beat the crap out of you!
    Me: Is this some kind of new youth party?
    John: Hank is a millionaire philanthropist.  He built this city.
Hank is his master!  He can do what he wants, but he wants to give
you have a million dollars, but he can't until you kiss him
ass!
    Me: But this is nonsense!  What the fuck...
    Mary: Who are you to question Hank's authority?  You
What, don't you want a million dollars?  Isn't it worth it?
to kiss ass?
    Me: Maybe it’s worth it, but...
    John: Then come with us to kiss ass.
    Me: And how often do you kiss Hank's ass?
    Mary: Oh yes!  All the time!
    Me: And he gave you a million dollars?
    John: No!  We'll get the money as soon as we leave town!
    Me: So why don't you leave town right now?
    Mary: You can't leave town until Hank says otherwise he'll
won't give you money and beat the crap out of you!
    Me: Do you know anyone who kissed Hank's ass, left
city and received a million dollars?
    John: My mother kissed Hank's ass for years.  She left
city last year.  I'm sure she got the money.
    Me: Have you talked to her about this?
    John: Of course not!  Hank won't allow it!
    Me: What makes you think that you will get money,
if you never spoke to the person who received them?
    Mary: But he gives you some more moneybefore you
you will leave the city.   You can get promoted, win
a little lottery, find 20 dollars on the street...
    Me: What does Hank have to do with it?
    John: There is a definite connection.
    Me: Sorry, but this sounds very stupid!
    John: But for a million dollars it's worth a try.  And
remember, if you don't kiss Hank's ass, he'll beat the shit out of you.
shit!
    Me: Maybe we can see Hank and discuss the details...
    Mary: No one can see Hank, no one can be with him
talk!
    Me: How then can you kiss his ass?
    John: Sometimes we just blow a kiss and think
about his ass, sometimes we kiss Carl’s ass, and he passes it to Hank.
    Me: Which Karl?  Who is Karl?
    Mary: This is our friend.   He was the one who taught us how to kiss ass
Hank.
    Me: And you took him at his word that Hank would reward you if
will you kiss his ass?
    John: No!   Carl received a letter from Hank many years ago,
where everything is explained.  Here is a copy of the letter, see for yourself.
    John handed me a photocopy:

    ■ Kiss Hank's ass and he'll give you a million dollars when
you will leave the city.
    ■ Do not abuse alcohol.
    ■ Beat the crap out of those who don't love you.
    ■ Eat right.
    ■ Hank himself dictated this letter.
    ■ The moon is made of Dutch cheese.
    ■ Everything Hank says is correct.
    ■ Wash your hands after using the toilet.
    ■ Don't drink.
    ■ Do not eat spicy seasonings.
    ■ Kiss Hank's ass or he'll beat the crap out of you.

    Me: Is this written on Karl's paper?
    Mary: Hank doesn't have any paper!
    Me: I have a suspicion that if you check, it will turn out that it is
Karl's handwriting.
    John: Of course.  Hank dictated to him.
    Me: You said no one saw Hank!
    Mary: Many years ago he spoke to some people.
    Me: If he's a philanthropist, why does he beat the crap out of
people whose views differ?
    Mary: It's Hank's will, and Hank is always right!
    Me: Where did you get that from?
    Mary: Point 7 says: Everything Hank says is correct!
    Me: What if your Karl wrote all this himself?
    John: So point 5 says: Hank himself dictated this
letter.    In addition, paragraph 2 states: do notabuse
alcohol, point 4: Eat healthy, and point 8: wash your hands
after the toilet.  Everyone knows it's right, so does the rest.
right!
    Me: But point 9 says: don’t drink, which doesn’t agree with
point 2. And in point 6 - generally nonsense about the moon made of cheese!
    John: Point 9 simply explains point 2. And regarding point 6,
You've never been to the moon, how do you know?
    Me: Scientists have proven that the moon is made of stone!
    Mary: But the stone could easily be hardened
cheese.
    Me: Ignorance of the origin of the stone does not mean at all that
that this is cheese.
    John: Scientists may be wrong, but we know that Hank
always right!
    Me: Do we know?
    Mary: Of course, from point 5.
    Me: You say Hank is always right because he is.
written in the letter.  The letter is correct because it was dictated
Hank.   Hank dictated the letter because it was written in
letter.   Vicious circle - Hank is right because he says that
he's right.
    John: Finally you get it!   How nice it is when someone
begins to open his soul and think like Hank.
    Me: But... Okay.  What about seasonings?
    Mary blushes.
    John says: You can't eat condiments.  Hank said so!
    Me: What, no pepper, no mustard?
    Mary looks dumbfounded.   John shouts: Don't say things like that
words!  All seasonings are blasphemy!
    Me: So, you can’t eat cabbagewith mayonnaise?
    Mary covers her ears: I didn't hear that!  Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
    John: This is disgusting!   Only nasty perverts can
there is such a thing...
    Me: I eat this all the time.  I like!
    Mary faints.  John picks her up and yells as he leaves:
If only I knew that you were one of them, I wouldn't even spend on
time for you!   When Hank beats the crap out of you, I
I’ll stand next to you and count the money, laughing.  I'll kiss your ass
Hank for you, mayonnaise mustard eater!
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