I received divine guidance on this matter last night. I really did! One of our cults came to the door again. In the past I've used physical force, overwhelming theological debating skills and finally opening the door naked with my cowboy hat and boots on. So I'm standing there coughing my head off as this stuntman for Mel Gibson's Passion is asking about some latino dayworker named jesus and if I know him. I finally say "I'm sorry, I've got a VERY contagious disease, somebody must have stolen my state quarantine sign. " He bolted through the sprinklers and God didn't part the waters either. <img src="/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> So, make up official looking department of health quarantine signs with some dreadfull sounding disease and post them the minute marauding evacuees start pouring past your home. If you know jesus, have him translate it into spanish too <img src="/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />