Six days later I had received no response. Figuring that if God could snap up a universe in this time—surely his zealot could type up a reply in the same timeframe, I sent a follow up:

Hello again, just touching base (I haven’t heard back and wanted to make certain you weren’t getting slothful with your email.) Anywho, I wanted you to know there were no hard feelings. I understand the policy isn’t your fault—you only discriminate because your religion tells you to. Just like if I had a new religion, say, one that told me to carefully urinate a big BIGOT onto your front lawn, killing grass and spoiling soil in the shape of the oversized word, that you would understand it wasn’t my fault—my religion made me do it (all is fair in love of gods, right?)
 


Blind Faithfully Yours,
Church of the Golden Shower









 

 

Sadly, still no reply. Honestly, some people are so rude.