Yeah, but then they seat you right next to the guy who plays cymbals. Call it karma I guess.

Ah yes, the old “fear of eternal abandonment” evangelism strategy. Gotta love it!

Instead of bread and wine, their sacraments are T-squares and pocket protecters.

Not a fan of the theology, but this is clever.

If there were more church sings like this, my series would be out of commission for good. Props for radical love.

You’re going to hell, but we’ll still take your money for some tater tots. Service with a smile!

Dude, I have friended God, like, seven times and he totally doesn’t like any of my posts.