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Friday, May 30, 2003

A challenge: Ask yourself - What is going to happen to me when I die? What happens to my body? What happens to my consciousness/soul/spirit?

If you aren't certain, I encourage you to learn. According to my personal study and beliefs it is of ultimate importance to know.

For those of you who are convinced that you know - does the answer really make sense? Is it something you have studied, mulled over and really grasped?

I challenge anyone who was born a Baptist, a Muslim, a Catholic, a Mormon, a Hindu, a Buddhist, a Wiccan to honestly study the documentation of what you have been born into and determine whether it truly makes sense.

5/30/2003 08:32:00 AM by Todd Bacon 0 comments

Wednesday, May 28, 2003

Four or five citizens eliminate the town villain by placing random holes in his body with shotguns. One of said villain's henchmen, the cleverly nicknamed three-hundred pound "Tiny", witnesses the bloody slaughter after a stuffed polar bear is toppled, pinning him to the ground.

The shotgun toters ask one another conspiratorially, "Did you see anything Jim?"

"Nope. I didn't see anything."

Shotguns in hand, they eye Tiny and ask, "Tiny... You see anything?"

Tiny responds, "A polar bear fell on me."

Roadhouse

5/28/2003 09:31:00 AM by Todd Bacon 0 comments

Tuesday, May 27, 2003

I own blog; therefore I am.

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