Warning, we might just teach you some new cuss words this week.

This week's episode of the Skating Atheist is brought to you by the new reality show, E-Bulling for Dollars.

Where we explore E-Bola Paola as we give a new billionaire the E-Bola virus every week until we have a cure.

E-Bulling for Dollars because being intentionally injected with E-Bola by a reality show is almost exactly as likely as contracting it any other way in America.

And now, the Skating Atheist.

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I'm Ethan Wright and from Yonder adjacent, Poet on Georgia, this is the Skating Atheist.

This week's episode will offer our alibi for the night that 10 Commandments Monument got smashed.

We call the jury back in for the science verdict.

And Atheist Chaplin, John Figdor will join us to begrudgingly admit that when it comes to Atheist Chaplin's, nobody needs Charlie.

But first, the Diet Tryin'.

When it comes to the fear of hell, few American kids have it as easy as I have it.

My parents were religious, but as nominally religious as you can possibly be and still be considered religious.

We didn't say prayers before bed, we didn't say grace before we ate, we didn't go to church.

In fact, I wasn't even allowed to attend church with my friends.

My mom and dad were both Christians and they'd be happy to answer any questions I had about the afterlife or God or whatever.

And they'd give me the standard Christian answers, but they made a conscious effort to keep my siblings and me from being brainwashed.

Obviously, there's a lot of positive to this, obviously I thank him for it immensely, but there is a drawback as well.

I had no idea what I believed.

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