I'd have to say the that day my best friend of about ten years, best of buddies since elementary school and all that hallmark crap, looked at me and told me, to my face, that I was going to hell. Not believing in hell, his statement didn't really bother me to much, but it was the first time that I realized that my "normal" world view might not have been so normal after all. Still friends with the guy, but he weirds me out a little. I mean...he doesn't believe in dinosaurs, and _I'm_ the strange one?
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