"But I imagine we'll sound a lot saner to them when we disappear right out of our clothes in front of them!"
Unless you male fundies look like George Clooney, Leonardo DiCaprio, Johnny Depp, Matt Damon et al (for all the female/gay heathens out there), and the females - including you, Jennifleur - look like Marilyn Monroe, Bettie Page, Dita Von Teese, Angelina Jolie, Halle Berry et al, I doubt you'll look hot, never mind 'sane', as you get sucked off by your J-man. Speaking of which...
"As for unbelievers, I have no doubt that we sound a bit touched in the head."
And as for you 'believers', when you're on your deathbed, wheezing your last; as you realise everything you'd been taught to 'believe' was the ultimate lie - as you discover all too late that the (C)Rapture was nothing more than extra-Biblical bullshit - you're going to feel more than just 'touched in the head' as you experience the terrifying reality that everything we Atheists said all along was right, the pure terror and insanity you'll experience - and the expression on your face at that point - just before you experience brain-death by hypoxia, will be exquisitely sweet to us, as we gloat over you, revelling in our more than infinite superiority to you fundies. Then, the last thing you'll hear before you finally expire - with the look of realisation, that not even denial can help you, in your eyes that you're going to end up exactly like us, cold and rotting in a box, with no comforting 'afterlife' to go to - will be this:
'Where is your God now?'
>:D
PROTIP: When the clock strikes midnight tonight wherever you are, Ruptured Retards, consider this: every day the (C)Rapture hasn't happened, is one more day we Atheists are proved right.
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