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    Coloring w/ Pat Robertson Thursday, January 11, 2007 |



    Ok, so this is genius (in a this is so weird it's awesome kind of genius). Some artist took his favorite quotes from Pat Robertson and created a bunch of coloring book pages out of them. He then sent them to his friends (who are also artists) and gave them artistic liberty to color at will. They did not stay within the lines. A sampling:

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    I am not ashamed to say...I spent countless hours as a child watching the 700 Club and marveling at how Mr. Robertson could know there was a woman suffering a sinus headache in Kansas City and that God was currently drying up her sinuses (one of the pages). If you'd like to discover more check out Robertson Coloring Book. One last one (this one includes Bill O'Reilly).

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    It's only my opinion...

    "I'm learning to appreciate that unity in the Body is not as easy as it seems. There is a vast amount of thought out there concerning a homeless carpenter from Nazareth that lived 2,000 years ago. I cetainly have some thoughts about this guy. He's changed my life. Made me look at the world I live in differently. My thoughts aren't necessarily right. But I'm thinking, considering his life, wondering how the way he lived will change the way I live. These are my opinions only. No facts here. Other than I'm loved more than I will ever understand. And for that I am thankful."