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I'm hoping that there is St. Peter sitting behind the Golden gate that leads to the clouds where angels jam on harps and St. Teresa is now cooking up some yummy home-cooked meals of country fried steak and greens for the tired souls that made the long journey from Earth to way up in the sky above the galaxies. It's a pretty well known fact that I won't be going thru those gates due to the fact that my loins have burned with lust over a few women I have seen in my life. I also have coveted my neighbors snowblower while out busting my ass shoveling that crap with a plain ol' rusty snow shovel. And stealing my little brother's Double Bubble from his "trick or treat" sack, I'm sure, has given me a VIP pass to the fiery depths of hell located between here and China right smack dab in the middle of Mother Earth. So after my thumbs down from Pete I'm just going to hang out for a while so I can watch the faces of the souls that were around in 2004 and thought they had the go ahead, directly from God, to vote the boy king back into office based on their "moral" values that will get them through the golden gates. Of course when St Pete tells them that although their sympathy for all the millions of babies that have yet to even been conceived was admirable, it was trumped by their pure hatred for the men, women and children that were already trying to live their lives in other parts of the world other than the god they called America. Because of that hatred for their fellow man, they will have to turn tail,grab some sunblock 3000, get a "have a nice eternity" people and don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way down. I can't wait to see the expressions on their holier than thou faces. I hope some of you people are up there with me for a while. I don't think they can kick us out because we will be outside the gate and I believe that outside of it is public property. I could be wrong. I'll only hang out for a while before I start on down, but maybe I'll feel a little better about what happened on Tuesday.
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