Left Behind: A Journal of "Shock" Literature

I swear to all that is holy to me and promise that I would never ever, ever lie, especially not now while my right or left (whichever applies to my particular religious/spiritual truth's understanding of which direction is more sacred) hand on my copy of our most holy book (or other object, or just held out in the direction of the non-material spiritual being or unconscious force) that I am at the age of consent according to the laws of the place where I am accessing this sight.

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I am an agnostic, atheist, nihilist, of a member of some order that is commanded not to swear and I am over the age of consent, however I still want to see the site but do not want to click on the other button as that would imlply an oath.

Go ahead and click on the enter button. I will not tell anyone you are a hypocrite. I'll be damned if I am going clutter up this site just so some hedonist (who constitutes about one one-jillinth of the human population) can feel a teensy weensy bit better for the three seconds they remember which fuckin' button they pushed.

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This site is intended for adults. By clicking on the link below; you are affirming that you are an adult, agreeing that your moms, dads, gods, governments, and fraternal orders will in no way; beat up, sue, slash our tires, strap explosives to themselves and go shopping where we shop, or torture us in some eternal afterlife torture chamber.

No I am not an adult and I will get a timeout, spanking, or brain damage if I am on this site.

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