W immediately emailed him, asking what had happened to the toast (which he is referring to as the 'miraculous relic') as it might be needed if he ever starts his own religion.
He's just received a reply, saying the toast was eaten with jam and butter, and tasted 'delicious.' This has been a bit of a blow, but nevertheless W feels he has sufficient evidence of the 'blessed miracle' to convince all but the most non-gullible.
He's writing to The Pope right now, enquiring how much Sainthood would cost and whether there's an age limit for it… and a salary.
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