Having grown up around a lot of fundies, I’m not even remotely surprised.

Like, the amount of fucked up shit I heard or had said to me as a kid by my very religious family, including being told at a young age that if I didn’t stop touching things at the grocery store, my grandfather was going to rip of the arm and beat me to death with the bloody stump.

Of all the times in my life, that was definitely more than one of them.

Also, this story was repeated as nauseum over my adolescent/teen years for fuckin yucks…