Who in their right mind would take a straight right punch to the face, then simply stand there and turn their head to get punched by a left upper cut? Oh, that’s right. Jesus. Jesus was apparently a masochistic doormat. I bet he made Mary Magdalene dress up in a cheerleader outfit and make him lick her sandals while she whipped him with a cat-o’-nine-tails, too. What the fuck ever. Keep your sick fetishes to yourself, Jeezy Creepy.

Matthew 5:39 But I say unto you, That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also.

I don’t even know any christians that follow this stupid rule of turn the other cheek. It’s asinine. I can see how it got put into the bible though. It sure does keep sheeple meek, doesn’t it? I mean, how much more of a doormat can you be?

One more reason to tell religion to go fuck itself. Keeping people meek and stupid in the hopes of a reward after they die is quite brilliant, actually. Genius.

Why am I ranting about this, anyway? Because my mother just punched me in the face. And I’m deciding how to handle it. The problem is, until now, I’ve let her walk all over me, mainly because she’s my mother. But honestly, do you believe that if someone is hurtful to you, downright toxic to you, that you should just keep letting them hit you? Isn’t that just fucking stupid?

But once a precedent is set, how do you go about changing it so that you’re no longer being the doormat? Fuck that shit. Nice Fruitloop has left the building. Now you’ll be speaking to ME. And I am NOT NICE.