Seriously, I grew up (at my parents' admittedly rather out-there church) basically being told I'd probably burn in hell if I dressed as a witch on 31st Oct. Also, I used to get ranted at for watching BtVS by such Christians. Also, also, I've sat through 40-minute sermons about Harry Potter and the Hell-Bound Children Who Like Reading.
There are some churches in the US that have a "Hell House" for Halloween. It's set up like a regular haunted house amusement thing, where you walk through the dark creepy house and there are weird sounds and things jump out at you, except that each room shows a different scene of teenagers sinning (usually witchcraft, gay, suicide, premarital sex, and a few others) and then the torments they endure in hell.
OH! Yes, Minister. I was a HUGE Yes, Minister fan.
I have the DVDs for
Yes, Minister
and
Yes, Prime Minister,
if you ever want to borrow them.
I also have the
House of Cards
series.
I now realize where I went wrong, dicking around this afternoon: Now I REALLY don't wanna finish packing.
Press on, Jesse, press on.
I know that stage all too well. Which is why I'm never moving again!!
Really wish I knew how I fucked up my foot while asleep saturday. Or what on earth I did during the day that pissed it off. The heel is so sore to walk on. I'm trying to recall if I landed funny on it, but Im drawing a blank.
God, I hate the smug mac commercials. They're obnoxious. And I prefer macs!
Jesse, you just better be happy I have mac b/c I would come over there ND KICK YOUR ASS UNTIL YOU FINISHED PACKING.
ahem.
Ahahaha. I was just waiting for msbelle!
