No more taxes
I've created a new religion. It is called reallyhotguyism. The name is in the works.
All I have outlined so far is I'm the only member. Elvis Presley gets to be God. King God, if you will. Marlon Brando gets to rule hell, cuz he's a badass like that. When you die, you get sent to wherever (I mean, does it matter?) and you spend the rest of your days serving sex to either ruler.
Man, such a great religion.
And Hell and Heaven aren't even all that different. After all, once you're dead, you don't have a lot to worry about. So it's pretty worry-free. I mean, there are a lot more drugs and naughty things in Hell (henceforth referred to as the Streetcar Named Desire), but Heaven (henceforth referred to as Graceawesomeland) has a bunch of really cool stuff, like Elvis in his really hot days, and desserts. Basically, either can be whatever you want. You're not being punished by being sent to the Streetcar Named Desire, you're merely getting what you want, which is a life filled with sin and ridiculously muscular sweaty men like Marlon Brando. If a quiet country life is more your style, you get to go to Graceawesomeland, and live up there. I guess I'll add an escalator between the two, if you want to have some choices in the afterlife. I know I certainly can't pick between the two.
But only I get to bonk the gods. Cuz they are beautiful and I love them both.
I am a devout convert already.
All I have outlined so far is I'm the only member. Elvis Presley gets to be God. King God, if you will. Marlon Brando gets to rule hell, cuz he's a badass like that. When you die, you get sent to wherever (I mean, does it matter?) and you spend the rest of your days serving sex to either ruler.
Man, such a great religion.
And Hell and Heaven aren't even all that different. After all, once you're dead, you don't have a lot to worry about. So it's pretty worry-free. I mean, there are a lot more drugs and naughty things in Hell (henceforth referred to as the Streetcar Named Desire), but Heaven (henceforth referred to as Graceawesomeland) has a bunch of really cool stuff, like Elvis in his really hot days, and desserts. Basically, either can be whatever you want. You're not being punished by being sent to the Streetcar Named Desire, you're merely getting what you want, which is a life filled with sin and ridiculously muscular sweaty men like Marlon Brando. If a quiet country life is more your style, you get to go to Graceawesomeland, and live up there. I guess I'll add an escalator between the two, if you want to have some choices in the afterlife. I know I certainly can't pick between the two.
But only I get to bonk the gods. Cuz they are beautiful and I love them both.
I am a devout convert already.