I must tip my shot glass at Ron Britton. He has neurons of steel and nerves of tungsten carbide. This man actually subjected himself to a Darwin Was Wrong conference, at a church, so that he could report back on the fundalicious fucktardeness.
Hilarity ensues. We're up to Part 6 so far. I can't wait for the rest. Go treat yourselves.
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