You know, I'm trying to come to terms with the way I think about Christians. I've met some genuinely good people who happen to be pretty die-hard Christians, but who don't look to the Bible for justification for whatever prejudices they may have - people who instead tend to interpret the bible as meaning something constructive and not all about a judgmental and fear-inducing God.
But damn.
If this dude came within 10 yards of me, I'd strap on some golf shoes and kick him right in the cunt.
Someone should tell him that just cos he's a forty year-old virgin who's never tasted liquor, tobacco or booty juice, he can just go and get a haircut and some denim and things needn't be so hopeless for him. He doesn't need to degrade himself like this, just to be accepted into some cult with the promise of being taken into the Kingdom of Heaven. He can let some hooker piss in his mouth and get much the same gratification, only it'll be instant and not, well, non-existant.
That said, he does look like the kind of guy who would hug a child for a little too long at a family BBQ.
Ah bollocks to it, Christians make me sick and I have to deal with it, right?