God doesn't go to jail for the pound of weed you got caught going over the Laredo with - even though he apparently has the knowledge, power, and care to prevent it - you go to jail. God passes go and the courts collect two hundred dollars. |
Although we will both die, and life is utterly meaningless, my time is vastly more important than yours. |
Thanksgiving is nothing but a toast to genocide. |
I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living. |
Treat Death as it treats us: with utter indifference. |
Death is the welcome cessation of idiocy. |
I'd rather be dead than dying. |
There is only one dream I can guarantee... my death. |
What is the value of your existence? |
I know all human beings will be successful. How do I know? They all die. |