some people have been talking to me about exactly what kind of Hell i Preside Over:
and i'm here to tell you, i throw the best parties.
this all started on twitter, naturally.
things that are required in my Hell:
a sense of humor.
delicious drinks, alcoholic and non-alcoholic.
snacks, and other edibles.
party & dance music.
partiers.
some naked people running around.
several pools and hot tubs.
sex. lots of sex.
drugs.
we will be rendered incapable of vomiting from drinking too much.
ditto incapable of being too full from the yummy food.
we can't gain weight.
periodic high-fives for me, Satan
we will have motorcycles and other fast, speedy things. like ferrari.
whatever drugs you choose to do, you can't get addicted or overdose.
hmm. am i forgetting anything? y'all gotta let me know. i have to make sure i have ALLL the fun shit.
basically my Hell, it's fucking heaven: without all that pesky hymns, praising, and annoying good/perfect people all around.
instead, we let in wicked fun people, and don't bother with the asshole goody-two shoes, and other ridiculous posturing.
anyone else want to make the shortlist? check out my twitter, come on in!
3 comments:
My mom always told me I was gonna go to Hell in a hand basket the question that always plagued me was WHO was carrying the hand basket?
I now know that it is Satan herself carrying me because she only hand picks the best of the best to be on the shortlist.
I am bringing friends.
cool!
but i gotta say...
i'm gonna be screening those friends. only cool people allowed!
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Of course. :)
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