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I got off lucky with the religious upbringing because I was raised as a Unitarian. I wasn't taught that any group of people were wrong or evil. The leader of the choir was gay and the head of the daycare was a pagan(Wiccan I believe). I'm actually glad my parents made me go to church because I got all the morals without any of the guilt(universal salvation, so no hell). I can remember my friend's parents always trying to get me to go to their church. Like I was going to "see the light" and convert. My parents never minded because they thought it would be good for me to see other religions. Plus, I can celebrate any holiday I want.
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"Don't touch my belt, you Jesus freak!" -Mr. Gruff the Atheist Goat
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