Last night, the conversation turned to the eventual graduation of magn0lia from chiro school.
“You’ll be laying on hands! Like an atheist faith healer.”
“A faithless healer? A lack-of-faith healer?”
Pantomiming a palm-push delivered to someone’s forehead, “Superstition, I cast thee out!”
“Believe in the scientific method and walk again!”
“When you die, there’s just nothingness!”

Okay, so maybe it got a little silly.