I woke up with this slinking fitfully through my mind. It would be a lot of fun to rewrite some of Jack T. Chick's better tracts as softcore porn. Then I could find a home for the phrase "glistening beads of righteousness."

I think this was because, before I went to bed, I was briefly talking to--well, at--Path about Jack's work as spiritual pornography. With motions and sound effects.