Yes, that is one reason. The other has something to do with a cavernous belly button, free thinking nose hairs, and being loudly judgmental of your family members all who are also going to hell. Or perhaps your reason for going to hell actually is hell and we're already there. It's warm and toasty there. Delicously scantily clad women and young men want to be friends, peddlers of bad music are doing the pee-pee dance to bend your ear, members of your memories make contact...hell isn't so bad. You WANTED to go, you felt drawn, you couldn't resist. You are forgiven and embraced by your fellow demons. And as I am, you are allowed free access to leave and rejoin the living and spotless (those WITH spell check) here. We will gladly welcome you back when you have the desire to come slumming again...
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Date: 2006-10-22 01:42 pm (UTC)