I have two good friends who are southern baptists. We share a booth at a big crafts show every year, with Karen, who is a practicing witch. We all get along just fine.
Mike and Bev, my Baptist friends are two of the nicest people on the planet. Their daughter has read all the Harry Potter books, they go to Disney movies. Mike is not adverse to a naughty joke. I don't think he approves of my sex life. Bev finds it amusing. They've had some major problems and their church has helped them through some tough times.
It should also be said that Mike told me the following joke:
A man went into a store to buy a bra for his wife. The clerk asked him what kind of bra she wore. The man said, "I don't know. What kind do you have?"
"Well, said the clerk, The Roman Catholic bra upholds the masses. The Salvation Army bra uplifts the fallen, and the Southern Baptist bra makes mountains out of molehills.