I'm just saying, there BETTER be cake in heaven.
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
(I totally want the endless crab leg buffet in heaven.)
Endless sushi and taco buffet for me, thanks. Yes. Good.
Oooh, that too. Totally. And all the craft beer that I can't drink right now while my shoddy non-glorified body won't let me.
If heaven doesn't have endless cheese platters, cupcakes, and absinthe, I'm going to start a splinter heaven.
If heaven doesn't have endless cheese platters, cupcakes
Oh, right! I can have as much sour cream, Brie, and cream cheese as I want with my new, non-glorified body! Mmmm, cheese. Mmmmm, cream cheese frosting.
The poop in heaven conversation sounds like a "What D&D alignment are comic book characters?" conversation you find in game stores.
Personally, to the degree that I still believe in such things(Which totally changes by the day sufficiently that I could give both Richard Dawkins and most pastors massive headaches.) I'm kind of rooting for food without, um, aftereffects. And maybe floating around like ghosts.
I imagine the Vikings in Valhalla enjoy a good poop. And fart contests.
Given my difficulties with IBS, I'm very much in favor of a no-poop Heaven.
That's officially more than I ever knew about manna, or ever wanted to know.