We were rushing up 8th Avenue trying to find some lunch before an appointment when a big car pulled up and two burly guys got out wearing shirts that said, "Tony Alamo Worldwide Ministries." They tried to hand me a pamphlet, but I said, "I'm sorry. I don't really like Tony Alamo."
The guy got a very angry look on his face and shouted, "Then you hate God!"
Yes, dear. Just because I dislike a man who has "Christian" churches all over the world named after himself, it means I hate God.