ok, everybody heres proof that people in roswell may truely be fucking aliens this is part two of a story i told the other day (9/10) and who knew thered be a part two...
so i get home tonight after going out for some herbal tea cause were still not sleeping properly (but at least i did sleep some last night). im checking my mail and the usual shit is in there bill, bill, ad, ad, package... cool i have a package... from the midway baptist church... why does that sound familiar... now it doesnt click right away cause im super tired and i also dont notice that theres no postage on the thing... but then it hits me... thats right its the same baptist church from the other night. some how these fuckers tracked me down and im pretty sure it was by my license plate cause the package also had my name on it my first and last and im pretty sure i only gave dude my first name the other night but maybe not its kinda fuzzy now (they coulda just have easily followed me home) either way its creepy and a little surreal.
now a normal person would have just thrown away the package and have been done with it or called the cops but im concerend that these guys know the cops plus im not functioning on much sleep and i must say curiosity was getting the better of me tonight so i open the package, and what do i find inside... a camoflauge bible along with a hand written letter that says
Dear Brother,
I felt the other night your soul crying out in pain, a pain that only be healed by the mighty light of the Lord God and His Son Jesus Christ. After much praying I recieved a message that told me to deliver to you this Bible and ask that you come and worship with the fine men and women at the Midway Baptist Church on Sunday at 8 or 10:40 am so that you may know the Lord God who gave His only Son Jesus Christ so that you could be saved.
Love in Jesus' Name
Jeff
well that settles one question, his name is actually jeff something (i thought it was something else and i still dont know kis last name), and like i said fucking creepy, and surreal, although i did like that he gave me the option of which service to come to , i should go there just to return the bible smeared in shit or something
so i get home tonight after going out for some herbal tea cause were still not sleeping properly (but at least i did sleep some last night). im checking my mail and the usual shit is in there bill, bill, ad, ad, package... cool i have a package... from the midway baptist church... why does that sound familiar... now it doesnt click right away cause im super tired and i also dont notice that theres no postage on the thing... but then it hits me... thats right its the same baptist church from the other night. some how these fuckers tracked me down and im pretty sure it was by my license plate cause the package also had my name on it my first and last and im pretty sure i only gave dude my first name the other night but maybe not its kinda fuzzy now (they coulda just have easily followed me home) either way its creepy and a little surreal.
now a normal person would have just thrown away the package and have been done with it or called the cops but im concerend that these guys know the cops plus im not functioning on much sleep and i must say curiosity was getting the better of me tonight so i open the package, and what do i find inside... a camoflauge bible along with a hand written letter that says
Dear Brother,
I felt the other night your soul crying out in pain, a pain that only be healed by the mighty light of the Lord God and His Son Jesus Christ. After much praying I recieved a message that told me to deliver to you this Bible and ask that you come and worship with the fine men and women at the Midway Baptist Church on Sunday at 8 or 10:40 am so that you may know the Lord God who gave His only Son Jesus Christ so that you could be saved.
Love in Jesus' Name
Jeff
well that settles one question, his name is actually jeff something (i thought it was something else and i still dont know kis last name), and like i said fucking creepy, and surreal, although i did like that he gave me the option of which service to come to , i should go there just to return the bible smeared in shit or something
Fucking mormons riding on there bikes around my neighborhood, looking at me. Finally, about a month ago, I get a call and its the mormons. It's fucking joseph smith come to "research my geniology." I tell 'em No fucking thank you and hang up. And now I can't shake the feeling that all of my dead relatives and I have been converted to mormonism without me knowing it. I have nightmares about dying and going to mormon heaven.