Saturday, 21 May 2011
I'm still here.
And so is my whole family... and my neighbours... and pretty much everyone.... except poor Randy Macho Man Savage :(
It must be 6:00 on May 21st somewhere in the world by now and no rapture has taken place.
Not that I thought that it would. Only humans would be arrogant enough to think they could predict the end of times. Ridiculous!
So I'm having a little fun with the silliness of the whole rapture thing.
On Sunday I'm having a Welcome to the Pit: Post-Rapture BBQ for my friends, the sinners, who weren't taken up during the supposed rapture. Yay!
I guess my inappropriate friend Selena was correct: our sacrifice of the Macho Man worked. Ooooh... low blow... too soon?
****Disclaimer: If the rapture does indeed occur today I would like to thank our creator for giving me the best life. I'm truly happy here on this god-forsaken rock. :) ****
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