World Record Thread

I hope I don't too.

Especially because he doesn't exist.


I'm gonna get off soon, and I'm afraid of Snakes.

The fear of no afterlife scares me as well. I would rather burn in hell then cease 2 exist altogether.

Heh, if I'm not going to cease to exist, I'm going to burn in hell anyway. Heh heh.

And I'm not afraid of snakes if I know they're not poisonous. I'm afraid of poisonous snakes.

Don't be sad! Get glad!

Me too.

Heh, if I'm not going to cease to exist, I'm going to burn in hell anyway. Heh heh. And I'm not afraid of snakes if I know they're not poisonous. I'm afraid of poisonous snakes.

thats the way i figure it. Even if I dont believe in god and i am sent 2 hell it is better than what i would have thought.

I'll be glad when I get more Mt. Dew.


...Done! Now I'm glad!

I'd rather not exist anymore than have a bunch of red-hot coals shoved up my ass.

I'd rather not exist anymore than have a bunch of red-hot coals shoved up my ass.

As would I. I have a phobia for pain.

screw that...im more scared of not existing than anthing probably. Bring on the coals but let me live...well...if ur in hell live isnt the right word but something along those lines.

I'm not afraid of death itself. I view it as going to bed after a long day of work and fun.

As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
- Leonardo da Vinci

i was thinking about this earlier, and i realized that i'm scared of not being scared of death...

Does that mean i'm ready to die? ok that's scarey...

Code Red?


*Sirens go off in the distance...*

"I can always say, It's going to be better tomarrow!"
Korn-Falling Away from Me

yeah i like that quote to!

spam

Naw. Regular Mt. Dew. t3h ownerz.

i shall sing my favorite song
The battle raged on and on

Fuelled by the venom of hatred for man

Consistently, without the eyes to see

By those who revel in sewer equally

We, the prosperity of the future seal
Cloaked by the thunders of the north wind
Born to capture the essence of
The trails of our kind