Someone keeps leaving these on the floor of the bathroom at work—a covert proselytizer scattering salvation around the toilets. In fourteen cartoon panels the pamphlet completes the following syllogism: You’ve put things off in the past. You’ve been punished for your procrastination. Don’t put this off: Call on Christ for salvation! It is a sermon as long as a bowel movement. And about as deep. But what a jarring interlude for the pooper—to rehash all the old guilt and arguments, to sigh or suffer, to say, “Yes but…” or shout out, “Damned right!” This phantom pamphleteer, whoever he is, has made a lyceum of our lavatory, a confessional of the toilet stalls.