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NAME: Saint Brianne of the Perpetual Scowl
AGE: 32
INTERESTS & HOBBIES: writing incredibly boring fictional stories; science fiction, horror, and fantasy books; knitting and crocheting; Glitch (the game); surrealism; fairy tales; baking bread; radiation physics; listening to old Art Bell episodes in the middle of the night; thunderstorms; gratuitous use of semicolons.
LOOKING FOR: Anybody who likes to read and write.
ANYTHING ELSE?: It's been a while since I used DW. Since Putin is passing all kinds of weird censorship laws and LJ is owned by a Russian company, I figured that it couldn't hurt to start making friends over here.

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[cremains]

Honestly more I learn about unitarianism, the better the joke gets.

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A Hindu, a Jew, and a Unitarian were traveling one night in the midst of nowhere, and the weather turned bad. They started looking for shelter, and found a farmhouse. They knocked on the door and were greeted by a gentleman who understood their plight.

"You're welcome here, fellas. In fact, I have a guest room upstairs. But there's only room for two to sleep up there. One of you will have to sleep in the barn. That's not a problem, though, because the barn is warm and I just put a fresh bed of hay out there."

So the Hindu, the Jew, and the Unitarian decided to draw straws to see who would sleep in the barn. The Hindu came up short, and he picked up the pillow and blanket the farmer had provided and went out to the barn.

The Jew and the Unitarian were getting ready for bed when a knock came on the bedroom door. It was the Hindu, and he said, "Fellas, I'm upset. There's a cow in the barn, and I know he's being bred for slaughter. That just doesn't sit well with my faith."

Since the Jew had drawn the next shorter straw, he volunteered to sleep in the barn instead, and he picked up the blanket and pillow and went out. The Hindu and Unitarian were about to climb into bed when another knock came at the door.

It was the Jew. "Fellas, I'm sorry, but there's a pig out there, and knowing my dietary restrictions and the fact that that pig is obviously being bred for market, I just can't stay out there."

So the Unitarian said, "That's okay. I'll go out. I should have volunteered in the first place, knowing your concerns." So he picked up the blanket and pillow and headed to the barn.

The Hindu and the Jew were just about to turn out the light when another knock came at the door.

The cow and the pig were standing there...