I've heard of enough weird shit around here that I could believe somewhere there's a world on fire, full of guys with horns and pitchforks and all that shit.
Thing is, the whole point of it never made a lot of sense to me. The idea is to make you regret what an asshole you were when you were alive, right? That's what the signs always say. "Repent."
But if you're on fire, you don't have time to think about anything you're sorry for. You're not wishing you'd loved Jesus. You're wishing this son of a bitch wasn't hitting you.
Let me tell you, no matter how many fancy ideas you have, if you're getting hit, all you're thinking about is getting them to quit it. Now, if there's something they want out of you, that's a decent way to get it. But if the point is to make you feel bad about anything but the pitchfork in your ass, it's not going to happen.
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Thing is, the whole point of it never made a lot of sense to me. The idea is to make you regret what an asshole you were when you were alive, right? That's what the signs always say. "Repent."
But if you're on fire, you don't have time to think about anything you're sorry for. You're not wishing you'd loved Jesus. You're wishing this son of a bitch wasn't hitting you.
Let me tell you, no matter how many fancy ideas you have, if you're getting hit, all you're thinking about is getting them to quit it. Now, if there's something they want out of you, that's a decent way to get it. But if the point is to make you feel bad about anything but the pitchfork in your ass, it's not going to happen.