tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-934096967055481899.post1776049520057027829..comments2024-03-04T11:22:53.502-05:00Comments on Fifty Books Project 2023: Being A Christian Without Being An Idiot by Brad StineFifty Books Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08640286429668778869noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-934096967055481899.post-22401115562173597402010-01-25T06:49:38.440-05:002010-01-25T06:49:38.440-05:00canadabrand hers apartment intensify empowers trig...canadabrand hers apartment intensify empowers triggers feared inclination cataloguing clunky atag <br />servimundos melifermulyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-934096967055481899.post-41395067849034511822008-08-18T18:08:00.000-04:002008-08-18T18:08:00.000-04:00And then he woke up.And then he woke up.Liz Waggonerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07786966300594635216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-934096967055481899.post-10778121770950386992008-08-17T16:00:00.000-04:002008-08-17T16:00:00.000-04:00He felt a clammy hand on his shoulder. The televa...He felt a clammy hand on his shoulder. The televangelist had him in his ghostly grip!<BR/><BR/>CHAPTER BREAK<BR/><BR/>But actually it was his Mom.Christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12500451355263180972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-934096967055481899.post-14899523157051431052008-08-07T09:21:00.000-04:002008-08-07T09:21:00.000-04:00Oh, wow. That's a surprising convincing reproducti...Oh, wow. That's a surprising convincing reproduction.Brent Waggonerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05121696882391723790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-934096967055481899.post-4074353710170181942008-08-07T09:12:00.000-04:002008-08-07T09:12:00.000-04:00Haha. That is hilarious.Haha. That is hilarious.Liz Waggonerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07786966300594635216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-934096967055481899.post-41472037465161461052008-08-07T08:54:00.000-04:002008-08-07T08:54:00.000-04:00As Bobby stood in his footed pajamas at the top of...As Bobby stood in his footed pajamas at the top of the stairs he could see the specter of the judgmental Christian floating around the living room. Looking for someone to judge, no doubt. He tried to scream for his parents but his throat felt like it was stuffed full of cotton balls. But some sound must have escaped, because the wraith was suddenly racing up the stairs right towards him!<BR/>- Brad R. L. StineCarlton Farmerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17845004609304082650noreply@blogger.com