Whoopee, We’re All Going To Die!
by Regis Boff
Nothing is more riveting than the opportunity to die with everyone around you. War remains popular because of it’s morbid, but fuzzy fellowship. Bibles sell Doomsday, and we plan for them like parties.
We all prepared for death last night, believing that God had us pegged as snow cones.
Politicians get away with wars. God never tires of apocalypse, and weathermen escape because it might rain tomorrow.