On My Purgatory I'm convinced that when I die, whoever is in charge of my stuff is going to drop a nice big dumpster/container up my driveway next to my garage and just start chucking things in. And I'll be looking down (or maybe up) in horror, screaming " OH MY GOD DON'T THROW THAT AWAY DON'T YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS??? " and no one's gonna hear me. Since that's likely something I'll be forced to endure for the rest of eternity, I'm guessing that means I'll be looking up at it... - tGA
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