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My parents used to force me to go to the mormon church when I was a kid. I hated every boring minute of it. I went with my cousins family to their church(pentacostal I think you call it) a couple of times and those fuckers were weird. Talking gibberish and pretending to pass out when "blessed" by the preacher. At 14 or 15 I realized no person knows more about how everthing got here or what's after death than any other person.
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