it could have been all for you, damien, but you messed this one up...

So I was looking forward to the whole rapture thing on 6-6-06, mostly because I need some new clothes, and perhaps wallets, maybe a new car... Needless to say, I was completely disappointed. I was hoping that the dead would rise from their graves, and I was hoping that the whole damien omen thing would have been worthwhile... Nothing. Nothing at all happened of any major significance. The closest thing to evil appearing was Ann Coulter released a new book.

Anyways, I spent the day randomly checking news sites to see if chaos was anywhere and it had me thinking, and I started fantasizing about the rapture and all of the looting I would do should it ever happen, and just think, I wouldn't have any Christian fundamentalists bitching at me when I did it.

Of course they could say I would never be allowed into heaven, but then I would retort, I think most of you are a bunch of dicks anyways. What am I going to do, listen to Jars of Gay with Pat Robertson and party till 11 o'clock and drink O'Douls? Or do I want to be with John Bonham, Jimi Hendrix rocking out, doing lines off some demoness' glorious red ass while there is fire and destruction all around me, never going to sleep?

Is it just me, or do others think that eternity with Jerry Falwell and Ashcroft resembles hell more than heaven?

...discuss...