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If there is a hell who here is going?
For some reason tonight I was reminded of a time in my youth when me and my step-brothers would sit in church and try and fight double entendres in the bible or hymnals.
Things like..."he's coming again."
"jesus is coming soon."
We'd snicker at this kind of shit during the whole sermon.
However Sunday night was best. That was when the girls could wear jeans to the service. It was camel toe heaven.
A friend of mine reminded me tonight of the time he dropped acid while helping his girlfriend organize her clown group at some special olympics event.
We kinda figured we both will have a pretty good view of the river Styx.
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