Another reading from the book of work

It was an unusually cold early April morning and the frost on his car reminded the Madman of the time a coworker who fell hook, line, and sinker for the non plausible concepts of a creator and everlasting salvation decided to draw holy symbols on the frost of his car thinking that it would melt before he saw it.

Though a former coworker, he works for a supplier of materials and he happened to stop by the same day. To avoid confrontation, the Madman ignored him and continued with his work but while passing him, the former coworker queried,

"How did you celebrate the resurrection of ourLord and savior Jesus Christ last Sunday?"

Had the question been worded respectfully or even not by him, a courteous reply would have been given. However, the Madman, who was expecting that ignorant question, was ready and immediately stated, "My friends and I sacrificed a baby to Satan then drank its blood."

These are the words of the Madman.

There can’t be a “god”