I'd like to think of life as a video game. At the end of the game, you take a look at how many points you've earned (achievements in life) and based on that (in comparison to others) decide if you are the winner.
I believe life is a race.
We hunt you down and kill you a hundred times over for posting this stupid shit, OP.
So try not to die.
I told my family to just put me on an ice float and push me out to sea after I die . . .
We go to Philly
I will be welcomed into Paradise by Miss Sissy Boodles. I will wear nothing but a caftan with wings, and will sip mimosas all day long while young pool boys use palm fronds as fans to keep me cool.
I think if you go to hell you are permanently stuck on Datalounge.
People don't go to heaven when they die. They're taken to a special room and burned.