I try to stay away from all of the "Close Your Minds...er...Eyes" threads, because, frankly, I think that it is only proper for the Bangels to have some last little corner of the Buffyverse where they can huddle in the darkness and try to seek some slight comfort and mutual support for their shared delusions. I really try. Honestly. But there are times when I find it very difficult to remember that Bangels are to be pitied, that they are only poor lost souls in need of guidance out of their dank, depressive, existence and out into the clean light that is Spuffy. When I find myself in danger of losing site of the trur Adopt-A-Bangel mission. It is at times like that that those immortal words, "Ask not what your Bangles can do for you. Ask what you can do for your Bangels," give me the renewed strength to carry on with our sacred mission. Here and now, I renew my vow to you, my poor, lost, Bangel friends. We will NEVER abandon you. We will leave NO Bangel behind. Spuffy isn't just a ship, it's a belief, it's a way of life, and it's a sacred mission.