"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
I trust one of you hardy lot's got a spreadsheet set up to track who goes where, right?
Masochistically it's the two last ones on each leg... you know, where everyone's exhausted/sick and the voice is gone.
Marge xxx
"When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bicycle. Then I realised God doesn’t work that way, so I stole one and prayed for forgiveness"