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by Shtal on 05 March 2011 - 01:03
[quote]wanderer wrote: I hope my dogs long past have gone to heaven If not, I don't want to go there.[/quote]
Dear wanderer: you don't have to worry about going to heaven, you won't be accepted anyway.
Dear wanderer: you don't have to worry about going to heaven, you won't be accepted anyway.
by Jenni78 on 05 March 2011 - 01:03
Shtal! What a horrid thing to say.
Oh, how I hate nothing more than humans judging each other in courts they haven't the authority to preside in.
Oh, how I hate nothing more than humans judging each other in courts they haven't the authority to preside in.
by Slamdunc on 05 March 2011 - 01:03
Shtal,
Are you related to Vikram by any chance? Are you his obnoxious little brother? What an idiotic thing to say to Wanderer.
Beetree,
Get that Mali out of my car!
Jim
Are you related to Vikram by any chance? Are you his obnoxious little brother? What an idiotic thing to say to Wanderer.
Beetree,
Get that Mali out of my car!
Jim
by Shtal on 05 March 2011 - 02:03
by mollyandjack on 05 March 2011 - 02:03
Oh snap!
by Felloffher on 05 March 2011 - 02:03
Since we're sharing bible quotes here's one of my favorites.
"So, if "evil" they have named us, evil we are-and so what!
The Satanic Age is upon us!
why not take advantage of it and LIVE!*"
"So, if "evil" they have named us, evil we are-and so what!
The Satanic Age is upon us!
why not take advantage of it and LIVE!*"
by von Harasymtzuk on 05 March 2011 - 02:03
Dogs do not go to heaven, they wait for us at the gate so we can go together.
For those of you who haven't read this story:
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.
As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
"What do you call this place?" the traveller asked.
"This is Heaven," he answered.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."
For those of you who haven't read this story:
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.
As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
"What do you call this place?" the traveller asked.
"This is Heaven," he answered.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."
by mollyandjack on 05 March 2011 - 02:03
I've always liked that story :)
by beetree on 05 March 2011 - 02:03
shtal, your vanity will be your downfall.
by Slamdunc on 05 March 2011 - 03:03
I wonder what happened to the mods and the new TOS?
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