A bizzare fundie experience from about 8 or 9 years ago.
I'm sitting in a sidewalk cafe, with my coffee and my mediterranian grilled cheese. Just playing random blues rifs on my guitar. Wishing some fine sweet woman would claim the empty seat across from me.
Instead some guy who smells a bit like old urine jumps into the chair, and helps himself to half my sandwich, and announces that he can play guitar with his feet.
Said guy then procedes to demand that I hand him my $650.00 Godan smallbody so he can bless it.
I asked him politely if he was going to pay for the half of my sandwich he took, and he replys by asking me if a woman made the sandwich.
I reply that ALL the employees at the cafe are women, and ask him again if he is planning to pay for half my sandwich.
He throws the sandwich on the ground, stomps on it, and howls some jibberish about "Satan".
Then he starts raving at me that women "ALL women" are working for Satan. He tells me that any attractive woman will offer me sex, but will demand my "soul" as the price for sex. He rants on about how these women collect men's "souls" to give to their master "Satan".
He then starts shouting at two lovely young ladys across the street, calling them "Satan's whores", and accusing them of stealing men's "souls".
I get up and try to crawl away before anyone can assume I'm freinds with this raving loon, but he follows me right up to a group of lovely ladies, who he berates as "whores" and "tools of Satan"...
I tell him to stop insulting the ladies. One lady glares at me, and tells me to do something about my freind.
I try to explain that he is not my freind, he is just a total stranger who keeps following me around.
Thats when he puts his arm around me, and announces that he and I are "brothers in christ", and life-long-best-freinds. At this point I was too horrified to even speak coherantly. Suffice to say that I became utterly undatable for the rest of the year... and the next year... and the year after that.