Yeah, if you don't believe, what does getting confirmed actually do aside from making you endure a boring/funny ceremony? I mean, I've gone to church several times since figuring out I'm an atheist, and I haven't been struck down, burned with the holy water, or anything like that. I just marvel at adults turning off their brains for an hour or so to listen to a guy in a dress drone on and on about a zombie that loves them.
"I was thirsty for everything, but blood wasn't my style" - Live, "Voodoo Lady"
