Hippie is vulnerable. End is sooner that I thought.
“…my boyfriend is a practicing Catholic, an aged, dissolute former altar boy who claims to be praying for me non-stop at top speed, or however urgent, desperate prayers for immortal souls are delivered… “
You gave away some intelligence, Hippie. That’s not very smart in this war. Now I can use it.
Your boyfriend is a practicing Catholic? Really? Are you supposed to be involved with the enemy like this? There is even more hope for you than I thought. There’s a big hole in your defenses, Hippie, and one which I will be exploiting in the months and years to come (this isn’t minor 30 day committment).
Pay no mind to me or your boyfriend. We’ll get the job done eventually. We’ll even throw in the suffering and pains we endure from time to time to put you on the fast track. The erosion of your current orientation will not even be noticeable…until one day….the helmet just slips right off.
Don’t worry, when you join up with us, we’ll help you in the transition. Maybe you can bring along some of your friends when the helmet doesn’t fit them anymore, either.
Hey, this gets me thinking. I’m going to see if I can recruit a couple of more people for this job.
Don’t forget, now, tonight at 12AM-1AM EST. (Why don’t you join us? Remember that Rosary you were wondering what to do with a couple of years ago. Why don’t you put it to use?)
Two guys praying for you and one of them before the real presence of God Himself?
I’d be feeling pretty special, if I were you. Like maybe you were made for something more than just this passing life. Something almost transcendent…as if your life had some kind of eternal meaning.
Maybe God has a plan for you and for the pro-abort blogosphere in Canada.