A comedian separates church folks from actual Christians, calling out judgment and self-righteousness. He tells stories about leaving a weed dealer's house and a strip club called Paradise to show the difference between people who perform religion and people who live it.
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I've been through. Don't judge me, don't judge. See, first of all, let me tell you right here, don't judge me, okay? I know some church folks in here. See, let me tell you something, can't stand church folks. No, I like Christians, but I don't like church folks. Oh, see, I understood that right there. That's the preacher moment. Let me try it again. I love Christians, but I can't stand church folks. Let me say it like this, see, church folks always judging you, always talking about you. I can't stand church folks, but I love me some Christians. They going to pray for you when you down, they going to pray for you when you need some help from the Lord. They going to be there. But church folks always judge you. I mean, okay, yeah, really. I mean, I was coming out of the weed man's house. What I needed is some sandwich bags. I ain't going to lie, sister. I ain't going to lie. I was coming out of the strip club, but it was called Paradise.