When I die, I want any money I have to be burned and my corpse to be propped up on the moon, facing away from Earth, with a cardboard sign reading, CERTAIN DEATH AHEAD.
It strikes me as both the most entertaining and morally responsible way to go out.
More insanity to come...
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A blog by a cold-hearted, underappreciated, confused, atheist youth who is devoid of faith in the world and thus wishes to see it burn and returned to it's rightful owners.
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