You used to be cool. Then you married an awesome chick and had a couple kids. Still, your "coolness" was intact, but you started getting really good a drinking...REALLY good. So good were you at consuming alcohol you decided to do it full-time. It didn't work out. You lost your business, your children and your took-as-much-shit-as-she-was-going-to wife. Shit was bleak.
Fast forward a few years and you have "turned your life around"; replacing one addiction with another: Religion. Every word out of your mouth is in someway related to "your savior" now. You find some obscure passage in your Bronze Age tome to justify being an intolerant asshole to your own brother who has done nothing but support you, regardless of how drunk and belligerent you became in the past. I don't know who you are anymore or if I should even put up with the brainwashed bullshit you spew at me every chance you get.
You don't have to be "that" kind of Christian if you don't want to. Quit being a dick.
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