Warning, we've got plenty of fucks left to give.

This week's episode of The Skating Atheist is brought to you by Better Help, Factor, and by

J.D. Vance's Fried Sugar Bagels, the confections that make sense.

And now the skating atheist.

I'm the parent of a student in Oklahoma.

My child doesn't feel comfortable asking their teacher for an exemption from the Bible verse readings.

We did in fact evolve from filthy monkey men.

Fuck! filthy monkey men. Faa! Oh, it's Thursday. It's August 29th. And it's International Day Against Nuclear Tests.

You want a Godzilla? This is how you get a Godzilla.

That's a bad point. I do want Godzilla's. I'm no illusions.

I'm Eli Bosnick. I'm Heath Enright. And from Carl the Pugapecagorns, New Jersey, Ann Arbor, Michigan and Waycross, Georgia,

this is the Skating Atheist.

On this week's episode, we'll stuff some atheists in your ballot box.

The internet does some shitting on the dock of the Bayes in analysis.

Fantastic!

And it will turn out once again to be very bullshit.

But first, the diatrial.

I try not to build a child. I try not to build diatribes off of an I saw a stupid meme basis but sometimes the

meme is too stupid not to so the meme in question here has three panels it's pulled

from the movie Finding Neverland where the little kid is

talking to the spouse abuser on a park bench. In panel one the kid says they said I

needed empirical evidence for God and in the second panel the wife Peter says, do you have empirical evidence, that you need

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