My little sisters aged 6 & 8 (or thereabouts) have set up a mini-shop downstairs in the rumpus room, trying to make a bit of money selling books, bottles of softdrink, blankets and soft toys to the rest of the family. Mind you, they are selling things that don't actually belong to them, selling my parents bibles, all my soft drinks, and my sisters soft toys. These kids are the ultimate second hand sales sharks.

Among the items for sale are a few christian childrens books, which my youngest 6 year old sister was trying to convince me to buy...

"You can buy books about Jesus..."

"Oh really?"

"Yes, do you know Jesus?"

"What?"

"You need to know Jesus or you're going to Hell!"

"Who is going to Hell?"

"You... maybe."

"Oh. Terrible shame that."

If hocking stolen second hand goods doesn't work out for her, I'm sure my little she could get a job as one of those old school fire and brimstone pentecostal preachers.