Nov 12, 2007 16:09
If I ever go to Hell, I'd be in a room with nothing but Styrofoam, deburring tools and plastic bottles. Their high pitched squeaking would make my head explode every hour. My head would then regenerate (painfully of course), and then be promptly re-exploded (this would hurt too, obviously). This would repeat for all eternity.
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I wouldn't want to live in your squeaky hell.
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