
Originally Posted by
Fluidic Kimbo
If I was a dead child transitioning into the afterlife... walking in through the pearly gates to the admittance desk, and the guy on the desk is like "By the way your father only had to steal $100,000 from his boss for your treatment, but he didn't and so now you're dead and that's why you're here". And I would be like, "Well what does it mean now that he didn't steal the money?", and the guy would be like, "Well your dad gets to keep his dignity and integrity, but you've lost your future -- your hopes and dreams and aspirations and hobbies are all now meaningless because you're dead -- but your father can lift his head high when he walks down the street". I'd be like "Well that doesn't sound very fair... I mean he gets to continue his life and have pride in himself, but I have nothing, I've lost my life, I'm dead.", and the guy would be like "Yeah I know, your father's a degenerate prick -- but don't worry we have him lined up to have a stroke.".