A Bowl of Baby Blue Bananas

As a pagan, there's no chance in hell I'm going to sell my Twinkie adorned wedding cakes and blue dyed carnation bouquets to Christian fundamentalists who hide behind the Constitution because they rely on blatantly false interpretations of Christ's supposed words. And my new series of pastel painted plastic fruit? I'll be giving customers a religion test; and if they fail, they'll be turned away. No bowl of baby blue bananas for them kind of people. [This is how absurd these bigoted assholes are.]