I've never believed in an afterlife, so I've spent my life raping, murdering and stealing. All the fun stuff.
I was knocking off a hotel room a couple of weeks back and I found a book on the bedside table. It was called the bible. I had a quick look inside and it turns out there is an afterlife and I'm going to be judged for all my wrong doings. I'm bloody gutted.
Benjamin, Liverpool.
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There's no such thing as ghosts. Only kidding. There are. There's a reason that the souls of the dead aren't forever visiting their loved ones or pestering their enemies: they've all got jobs. The afterlife is an expensive place to live. There aren't a lot of job opportunities for the dead, they don't even have hands, which is why 90% of the formerly-alive work in Ghost Trains at carnivals and such. I know what you're thinking, ghosts trains aren't scary and the ghost don't look real, but that's genuinely what they look like, cheap and plastic.
Steven, Liverpool.
Steven, Liverpool.
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