"Christianity. Two-thousand years of bullsh--."

So said the bookseller at the second hand bookstore I visited today.

It took everything in me not to stroll over and engage him in some cleverly crafted conversation, designed to educate his poor, unstimulated brain.

Dammit.

Who am I kidding.

I wanted to kick his...Er...To give him a piece of my mind.

But then I realized that those pieces are far too precious. Especially what with it being the end of the term and all. ;)

ChIndigo may be expensive. But at least their employees know enough not to talk trash about something they obviously know nothing about.