Not a Pretty Chick

I was baptized almost four months before my sixteenth birthday on March 30, 1991. Just before Pentecost Sunday of that same year, I received a Jack T. Chick tract. I knew right then that this guy didn’t know squat about the true teachings and practice of the Catholic Church. Now, we see that he has been republished with some alterations:

Here’s a judgement day scene.

How about some beer.

The latest argument against Sola Scriptura.