||[Jun. 20th, 2008|01:59 am]
The Question Club
Let's say heaven and hell did exist. Unless most of your friends are good observant fundamentals, they're probably going to hell. Let's say you know what's waiting for you, post-death, and you can change if you wanted to. Either go to heaven, where you'll have no wants and be happy in a sin-free, genital-less Eden where sadness isn't heard of, but odds are, you won't see your friends there...or you can go to hell with all your friends, where you'll be tortured and raped and forced to do unspeakable sexual things with demons....but at least at night you'll be among those closest to you. What afterlife plan do you subscribe to?
Heaven. Joy. Blissful rapture. Lots of choral singing. No unhappiness. A G-rated utopia
Hell. Pain, screaming, agony, but you'll get to do so with your nearest and dearest
Cryogenics. I'll hold off on this important decision for another 100 years
Tomorrow, at noon, inexplicably, everybody in your city/town becomes naked. Their clothes suddenly vanish, and they're bareass-naked. Workplaces, schools, subways, Disneyland: full of naked people. This includes you. You're naked in public, and so is everybody else. What do you do?
Hide. Duck into a bush or behind a desk. Shroud my shame
Go to where the hot girl/guy in my school/work is. Ogle ogle ogle.
Take pictures of those I see everyday. It'll last longer
Run home and put on some new clothes
Keep on working/studying. Nudity doesn't interest or offend me anymore
Run out onto the street, where it's most crowded, and looky-loo all the newd peoples
Avert my eyes. I really have no interest in seeing anyone naked. It's just not a turn-on at all
Pop some viagra/strap on my strap-on. It's time to go to work! It's SHAGGING TIME, BB
I hop somewhere the crowds can check me out in my naughty glory. I thrive on exhibitionism