Six six six

In honor of 6/06/06, there’s a party in Hell — Hell, Michigan, that is. But the religious right is fighting back. At Landover Baptist Church, they’ve posted an article warning against the dangers of childbirth today:

Freehold, Iowa – A number of panicked Christian ladies across America are scheduled to give birth on June 6th, 2006. This date raises concern among church members since the numbers of that day also identify the son of Satan, the “Beast” from the book of Revelation. No decent, Christian family wants the little red bottom of the devil’s spawn perched on a limb of their family tree, taking a dump on the branches below, much less sitting in a high-chair at the dinner table listening in on family prayers while quietly finalizing plans to sodomize mommy with the family vacuum. As such, Landover Baptist Creation Scientists have put together a checklist of recommended actions one should take if their baby is being born or was born on 06-06-06.

Check it out. If nothing else, it’s worth taking a look at their demon-spawn baby image.

D.

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12 Comments

  1. Pat J says:

    Landover, of course, being a tongue-in-cheek spoof site. (At least I hope it is. If they’re serious, I weep for mankind.)

  2. Rachel says:

    I didn’t even notice the date until I started seeing everbody’s 666 posts. I’ve had bizarrely good luck all day long which leads me to wonder if I am somehow sponsored by ominous forces…

  3. Suisan says:

    Why is this such a big deal? Is it The Omen movie? Because I can’t imagine people getting worked up on June 6 of 1906.

    But maybe they did, and I just missed it. Being born in the 1960s and all.

  4. Shelbi says:

    I didn’t even notice until Steve said something at dinner. But I had a shitty day, so I’ll blame it on the beast, dammit.

  5. MarkD60 says:

    Is this landoverbaptist.org/ website a joke? I hope so, sounds like they’re funning a torture chamber in North Dakota.
    http://www.landoverbaptist.org/news0604/escape.html
    Spoooky!

  6. Darla says:

    That is a hilarious site. I just spent way too much time on it. The WWJD thong, the movie reviews, the staff’s bios… Did you know that tampons are satanic?

    And there’s a store! I know where I’m doing my Christmas shopping. Oh, the irony.

  7. Lyvvie says:

    Suisan, I wonder if they had this kind of hoo-ha in 1966, seeing as it was 6-6-66, which is still a bit creepy if you find the number of the devil stuff creepy at all. I’m going to play all sixes on the lottery and see what happens..even though it’s the seventh.

    They don’t do a lotto on a tuesday.

  8. pat kirby says:

    Lawd have mercy and Rapture these people fast.

    When they’re gone, I get their stuff.

  9. sxKitten says:

    A friend of mine in high school was born on 6/6/66. She was no more evil than the rest of us, as far as I could tell.

    Of course, 6/6/6 was her 40th birthday, which she might consider an evil event.

  10. Walnut says:

    Both Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert had fun with the 6/6/6 stuff last night. I especially liked Colbert putting the demon statue back onto his mantel now that it was safe to do so, post-6/6/6.

    I hope I’m not pissing off any believers, but this whole rapture business makes me grin. Sorry. (Feel free to comment that I won’t be grinning when it happens. I know you want to.)

  11. Shelbi says:

    I’m a Christian and I don’t buy the whole ‘rapture’ thing, either. I think it’s just a lame-ass excuse for people to justify sitting on their heinies and not getting out and doing what Jesus actually taught [that whole ‘love your neighbor’ thing is a doozy when you think about all the sharing and unselfishness it entails].

    “Gettin’ saved so you can be ready when Jesus comes back or go to heaven when you die if he tarries” is all many churches focus on today, and they miss the whole freaking point and end up useless in the real world. Rapture talk irritates the hell out of me, can you tell?

    Eesh, I could rant for days about this, so I’ll stop now.

  12. Walnut says:

    Good for you. You’re the real deal, like my buddy Blue Gal. I bet the rapture tweaks her britches, too.