To Be or Not to Be


Okay, I know this is blasphemous, but I have such an issue with the way the universe has been set up. When I die (hopefully, no time too soon) I want to have a word or two with the Maker. In fact, I wish God had given me a choice before I was born, asking me if in fact I DID want to be born.


Me: Hi, God.


God: Hi. Okay, pre-fetal matter. Here’s the deal: I’m going to send you to earth, you’ll meet lots of people and one by one, I’m going to kill every one of those people. Oh, and I’m going to kill all your dogs too. So, you interested?