via Elayne, one possible Rapture scenario.
I think the fundie leaders went for a different kind of “rapture”, as Playboy just put all of its issues on-line. They’ll be hitting up their congregations for more money as it’s a subscription service. [They want to read the interviews, that’s all …]
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And in this morning’s news, Harold Camping is missing. As is, presumably, his church’s treasury :twisted:.
– Badtux the Cynical Penguin
I would check for the RVs they bought, because one or more is probably missing.
They could start checking along the Appalachian Trail … or maybe around Las Vegas.
Update: At around 7PM this evening, Harold Camping was found. It turns out he hadn’t left town after all. He’d spent the day sobbing into his pillow that he hadn’t got raptured with the rest of the Christians, then *finally* got out of his bathrobe and slippers, put on some pants and a shirt, and answered the door. Upon being told that no rapturing had happened, he was, like, “I don’t know what I got wrong, I have to pray on this, I’ll talk about it more tomorrow” and shut the door.
I guess at 89 years of age, Caribbean tax shelter islands with no extradition treaties don’t look as good as when you’re a young man of, say, 65…
– Badtux the Snarky Penguin
He’s upset, how does he think I feel, having to put my plans for a Kurosawa marathon on hold when the fundies all showed up this morning. 😉
I was ready to hit up the Asian restaurants for a sponsorship deal, and to handle the food concession.
Earth without the fundies – that’s my idea of heaven.