Cary, the Apothecary, the Apostate of the Shaman’s Prayer:

“All-Father, who art in radiation, hallowed be thy grave.
Thy blindess come, thy will be well done, in Valhalla as it is with Brahmin (steak).
Give us this lovely day our daily dead, and never forgive our sins, as we never forgive FUCKING GREG AND THOSE FUCKERS IN ROAD RASH FUCK YOU ROAD RASH. 

And lead us into every temptation, and deliver us every evil.

Hail Cary, smasher of face, the sword is with thee.
Blessed are thou amongst Shaman, and blessed is the fruit of thy BOOM.

Holy Cary, father of blood. Prey on us wastelanders, now until the hour of our death.”