I assume Harold Camping made the grade. Maybe some others. But I did not.
So, I’ve unpacked my bags with the DVDs, books, magazines, cameras, cinder block collection, slightly used lightbulbs, leftovers and other essentials for a long holiday.
I’m resigned to further life on this planet with you, my fellow passengers. Where as yesterday I considered you “evil sinners” and “suckers”, I realize today that I might have been hasty in passing judgment.
Today you look like my bestest friends and most cherished mates.
So let’s take up the yoke of humanity going forward, do our best, have some fun and let bygones be bygones.
Until the next Rapture (then, it’s every man, woman and child for him/herself).
I knew Camping was a nut job. According to the ancient Mayans, at least from what I remember reading somewhere on the Internet, the end of the world will actually occur sometime in June of 2012. That’s only a year away, so you may want to keep your bags packed. FYI: I’d recommend tossing out your leftovers.
Thanks for the advice. You’re probably right about the leftovers– seems a month or two is all they’re good for these days.