Warning, this podcast contains explicit language, but if you can handle the profanity in the

blasphemy, you're in for a Jesus-rape and good time.

Today's episode of The Skating Atheist is brought to you by the new brand of Catholicism

in a can, Vatican-Bull-Soup, the perfect post-traumatic meal for alter boys.

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And now, The Skating Atheist.

You know, there's not just a demon of deception here, or confusion, or sexual immorality, but

there is a demon of rape inside of this movement to violate your daughters.

I'm not Heath Henry, and my voice hasn't been altered, and we weren't desperately scrambling

for our fans with, quote, until last second.

But we did, in fact, evolve from filthy monkey back.

It's Thursday, it's Thanksgiving, and 392 years ago, not today, the Christians tricked

the Native Americans with a big meal right before the genocide.

I'm no illusions.

And from helium depleting New York, New York, this is The Skating Atheist.

This week's episode, a Methodist reverend is flagged for allowing head-to-head contact

on a defenseless, tight-end receiver.

We'll explore the nuances of Texas Dildo regulations, and Israel levies a four-skinned

tax of $51,100 a year.

But first, the Diatron.

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