Poof, there you're in heaven. No hotties, no booze, no video games, no TV, no anything. You sit on a cloud and look at God. And no, God is not doing a stand up comedy act, despite the state of the world.
Granted. You wait on a shelf in a cold, dark fridge all you're life and watch your friends get plucked away one by one. Until one day, it's your turn. You get cracked on the side of a burning hot frying pan and tossed in to burn to a crisp.
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