Yep, I made my own religion. I was tired of all the illogical bullshit that comes from most otehr religions, and I was tired of being among the snooty athiests who can't just let people believe whatever the fuck they want. So I made my own religion. We worship me as a god, and you know I exist so there's logic behind this religion. We also drink soda and eat candy to please the King of Icecream Island. Basically, we get to live and do whatever we want, there's no real problem with sinning or not doing homework etc, but I do have a problem with people who are different in a bad way. Emos, dumb little girls who like Twilight or The Jonas Brothers, and jackasses who like rap will not be allowed into Icecream Island after death. After you die, you have to pass the Three Trials of Judgement in Mattopia. They are different every time. But the King of Icecream Island has told me of a prophecy, it tells of what the end of the world will be like. Nobody knows when it will happen, but Aliens will invade, Zombie will infect most humans, and cinder blocks & radios will rain from the sky.
If you'd like to follow my religion and darken your soul with laziness and consumption(sp?) of sugary treats, then just convert right now in this thread here!
