That seriously made me LOL in a way I haven't done in a long time.
I'm guessing you have personally been exposed to this shit, cuz you pretty much nailed it.
I could tell you some stories. My sister got bit with the bug at sixteen or so, when she started dating her (now) husband. He dragged her in and latched on like a lamprey.
Mind you we never had religious instruction of any kind when I was a kid. My mother is an Italian Catholic who married a Welsh Episcopalian. Both parents were basically persona non grata in their respective faiths and never practiced anyhow. The first time I ever went into a church, I was maybe 8 or 9 and it was for a wedding. Episcopal wedding. Like Catholic only longer. Seems like the ceremony was several hours (My memory may be fuzzy here as it was 30 years ago and I was the type of kid to get bored with stupid shit PDQ.)
Anyway, I don't think I went into a church again until my sister and father each found gawd around the same time. Dad started going to a Kingdom Hall (Jehova's Witnesses) because the broad he was dating was one O' them, and my sister was going to a "Non-denominational" church, which means fuckin' BABTIST AS ALL FUCK WITH BETTER PR because of her man.
I was 11 or 12 at that point and to quote my own movie "*Sniff* *Sniff* AH SMELL BOOLSHIT."
IRL it wasn't Pastor Brad, it was Pastor Rocky (Seriously) and the youth group leader was his son, Rocky Jr. (Seriously) Rocky Jr. Was the one in the band, and
Pastor Rocky (Sr.) would use his "Black belt" to "Break boards" to "Show the power god imbued into him."
They pressured the fuck out of me to get involved. Future brother in law had three brothers who were all near the same age. One time they literally stood in a circle around me telling me I HAD TO GO TO THE YOUTH GROUP along with Rocky Jr. outside the joint. I was actually afraid it was gonna turn into a beatdown. This was after forcing me to go to these lame assed plays that were designed to scare the shit out of teenagers but only bored and irritated me. Finally Rocky Jr. sez to me "Look, I'll make you a deal, promise you'll come to the youth group meeting and I'll never bug you about it again." with four dudes standing just a little too close to me in that circle.
In classic John fashion I defused the situation by saying exactly the right thing in front of these Jeezus freaks.
"If I never show up at this place again you'll never have the
chance to bug me, will ya? Leave me alone and get out of my way." and then I kinda shoved past one of the dudes. (I may have started crying at this point. I was 11 or so after all and surrounded by 16-20 year olds.) They had the fucking nerve to act surprised and hurt. For several weeks after that my sister still dragged me along but I would stand around either just outside the preachy room (Whatever the fuck they call it, it was a huge fucking auditorium with a stage and a hard core P.A. system.) or out in front of the building. If anyone approached me pretty much the only thing I'd say was "I hate this place and I don't want to be here." and "Please leave me alone."
After doing this four or five times I became too much of an embarrassment and she stopped dragging me along.
They prayed for me. Oh how I got to hear about how much they fucking prayed for me. Jesus fucking Christ on a V12 powered jackhammer rape dildo THEY
PRAYED.
I think I already covered how I dealt with the Jehova's Witnesses in another thread.