[bagster]

I guess I'm just doomed to be an unbelieving heathen.

I will pray for you, my child.

Please, Q. Take the motes from my brother's eyes.

Amen.

Bagster

[Windflier]

I will pray for you, my child. Please, Q. Take the motes from my brother's eyes. Amen.

Aw.... That is so kind of you, but really, I'm an irredeemable heretic, and can't be saved.

No, I'm destined to wander the endless wilds of Free Republic, scavenging the scattered fruits of information all on my own.

Weep for me.