Why? No particular reason. It’s not like I did one big thing that will send me there. It’s mostly just the usual stuff. You know, making fun of hillbillies. Sneezing on my boss’s doorknob after he’s left for the day. Thinking about Star Wars while I’m in church. Throwing dog crap under our neighbor’s deck. Proactively seeking to destroy the world economy and implementing my own special bartering system with an inordinate amount of value designated to people who can belch really, really loud.
Like I said, the usual stuff. Man, I hope they have burritos down there.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
I’m Pretty Sure I’m Going to Hell
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