His contributions bein' "lit on fire" triggers a whole 'nother meanin' n' understandin' with the demons, witches, warlocks, sorcerers, blasphemers n' soothsayers circlin' 'round these here parts.
That might be fun fer you to watch, Mayflower Man, but I reckon that'd make this wicked ol' trollin' hayseed from the Piney Woods of East Texas plumb giddy.
C'mon, Padre. There's bountiful riches and unimaginable power beyond this world's collective understandin' down here in the evil empire. Petite Blonde Interns comin' out o' yer ears. Farmland stocked as fer as yer eyes can see. Milk bottles linin' the floor from here to kingdom come. Go 'head, Padre, embrace the darkness.
We'll be waitin' fer you. 😈