Well how about that? Something else we sorta have in common. Only, in my case it wasn't ex-inlaws, it was my very own loving mother and she didn't reference Ephesians "the armour of God" against the evil one (Nice to see you again Luce, feathers suit you!) spiel. She contented herself with my obvious possession by the Devil, er ... you.

No wonder you seemed like an old friend early on. I have such fond memories of our many earlier adventures.

I always thought she must have a marble loose, but then Urchling started skittering up walls as an infant so I was forced to reconsider the possibility. I had my fingers crossed for radioactive spider for a while, but no Spidey sense ever developed. That leaves us with spawn of the damned.

What are ya gonna do?

Christians are often unpleasant indeed. I think our experience is fairly universal though. Any little difference of opinion with a Christian eventually leads down the same road. You're the devil, possessed, the whore of Babylon, Jezebel, witch, Judas, Longinus, corrupt, spiritually weak, you don't have love in your heart, you don't love Jesus, what have you. Thank God theres only supposed to be one AntiChrist or we'd have to add that to the list as well, their others slurs have lost impact from over use.

I would love to have coffee. Or tea. I can do tea. I'm still curious what the deal with crumpets is.

Urchling and I both had a hearty laugh over prison sentence friendships. She says I don't stand a chance in hell of getting released for good behavior. I don't think she thought that one through though, just playing on words.

I tend to go by degrees of friendship. Categories 1 through 5 and there's a whole circle of trust built in.