A Cowboy And An Atheist Pass The Time Talking About God

It is always interesting when you strike up a conversation with somebody you’ve never met before. It doesn’t happen often but when it does, there is typically something to learn.

Of course, it helps if you are properly matched with the other person you are speaking with. That wasn’t the case when a cowboy and an atheist met up on a flight.

What started out as a normal conversation quickly took on an ugly tone. It’s a good thing the cowboy used all of his wisdom to shut the atheist down.

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