[Around town, there is a big epidemic of STD's, thanks to Orel's "soul-saving business"]
Well, I just don't know what's causing all these horrible diseases
[Reading a newspaper, covering his face] it's a real mystery
[Clay removes the newspaper, revealing that he has syphilis on his cheek]
Say, I think I'll go and paint the...uh...lawn!
[Orel sends a group of sex workers to Rev. Putty's house to "save their souls"]
SWSex Worker
Wow, this place is depressing!
Yeah, well, when you're constantly depressed you don't even notice!
[Putty closes his curtains with his back turned to the sex workers]]
SWSex Worker
So, which one of us do you wanna save first?
[Putty faces them, revealing they're standing naked]
I think... the red head is definitely going to Hell the fastest.
Hey, maybe I could become a heathen just long enough for Reverend Putty to come and save me! That'd make God happy.
Sorry pal. Until you're eighteen, your soul belongs to us.
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