[Johny Joe Hold]

Originally Posted by Faith_Machine

I just happened to stumble across this video, and it brought a tear to my eye. So nice to see the youth making sacrifices and doing the right thing.

Bless you, Faith, for posting such an inspirational video. If Taco Bell would take on the evils of abortion, I might reconsider.

[Rev. M. Rodimer]

Originally Posted by Faith_Machine

I just happened to stumble across this video, and it brought a tear to my eye. So nice to see the youth making sacrifices and doing the right thing.

I nearly wept myself, Brother FM!

At first, I thought perhaps that Taco Bell had a record of donating to Planned Parenthood or something, and they were boycotting to end those donations.

But no, Taco Bell does no such thing.

Then I thought, "Well, maybe they're going to give up Taco Bell and give that money to Operation Rescue or a similar organization dedicated to helping destroy abortion clinics put an end to the lives of abortionists abortion." Nope, not that, either!

No! They are punishing and depriving themselves, in a way that nobody will know short of their YouTube video, and in a way that will have no impact whatsoever on public policy, because abortion is still legal in the United States!

In fact, there's a whole movement. I'm going to start another thread on it now.

[WilliamJenningsBryan]

A very moving video – very much like Jesus calling His apostles to celebrate the Last Supper before undergoing the agony of temporarily dying on the Cross for the sins of all mankind. This loving couple displays their own last supper before the sacrifice they collectively will endure for their commitment to Jesus. While not quite up to the art of Leonardo Da Vinci, it is still touching in its own way.

[Clamper13]

Originally Posted by Faith_Machine

In San Francisco, we used to have a street named Army Street, in honor of, well, the US Army....

The beach, by the way, was (and still is, officially) named Linda Mar Beach...

I remember when Army Street was degraded to that pinko wetback's name. Maybe I'm being a curmudgeon, but I still call it Army Street as a tribute to all the godly Americans who answered when our country called.

I'm disgusted driving it today. It's sickenly fitting that a festering horde of illegals loiter there in hopes of finding a free ride to the American Dream.

I must admit though that their low wages and proclivity for performing the menial tasks ecshewed by their darker counterparts on Martin Luther King Boulevard across the bay compel me in times of need to pinch my nose, collect a few of them, and get 'er done.

In fact, through them I've learned some mexican. They're always calling me peen chay green go, which I take to mean either taskmaster or overlord. At least they know their place!

BTW, who is Linda Mar? I can't find anything on her on the Internet.

[Rev. M. Rodimer]

Originally Posted by Clamper13

I remember when Army Street was degraded to that pinko wetback's name.

Info for the Know Your Enemy file:

Cesar Chavez was an American-born anti-immigration union organizer and a veteran of the US Navy. Which makes renaming "Army Street" after a Navy man a double insult!

While he was definitely a pinko, he wasn't a wetback.

Chavez was actually very much in favor of a secure border, a position of his which liberals and illegals ignore today . . . Chavez wanted to prevent American industry from bringing in cheap Mexican labor; instead, he worked tirelessly to force American companies to hire "family wage" unionized thugs organized under Chavez. Who no doubt paid him a "cut" for his "protection".

[Faith_Machine]

Clamper13, I have no idea who Linda Mar is, but if you're in San Francisco, perhaps you've seen me preaching in the streets? Usually you can find me at the corner of Market and Castro, or alternately, on Polk Street.

[Clamper13]

Originally Posted by Faith_Machine

Clamper13, I have no idea who Linda Mar is, but if you're in San Francisco, perhaps you've seen me preaching in the streets? Usually you can find me at the corner of Market and Castro, or alternately, on Polk Street.

I know of those places, but I rarely go. They are twin epicenters of debauchery rife with sinners who choose to shun God's gifts and live their deathstyle. If it weren't for your unwavering faith in Him, one could expect you to succumb to the flow of turpitude which saturates many who linger there.

At the Castro Theater they occasionally screen Reefer Madness, which realistically chronicles a descent into drug addiction and madness by those who think it's okay to experiment with that evil weed.

On Polk Street there is an alternative to fancy Italian restaurants like Olive Garden, and the Porca Pene is to die for.

This isn't a travel forum, and I don't want to risk another infraction, so I'll close by asking this.

If I were to see you, how would I know it was you? I don't have gaydar, so I won't be able to tell you apart from the manly looking sinners, and I don't guess that any sort of Goddar exists.

[Faith_Machine]

Just look for the guy on the street corner holding up picket signs containing phrases such as, "ALL THAT SODOMY MAY FEEL GOOD NOW BUT IT WON'T FEEL SO GOOD WHEN SATAN IS RAPING YOU FOREVER AND EVER!"

If I don't happen to have my picket signs, you'll still be able to recognize me, because I'll be the guy rebuking gays and sometimes enduring verbal and physical assaults by them.