I wouldn't know I'm dead and I'd be a slave having to work constantly and I'd have a small cock and head like the elephant man while every single other person around me is having sex and partying.
Or maybe even worse, just spending eternity with no senses, just my own thoughts.
Or maybe even worse, just spending eternity with no senses, just my own thoughts.
Are you ready for the fire? We are firemen. WE ARE FIREMEN! The heat doesn’t bother us. We live in the heat. We train in the heat. It tells us that we’re ready, we’re at home, we’re where we’re supposed to be. Flames don’t intimidate us. What do we do? We control the flame. We control them. We move the flames where we want to. And then we extinguish them.
Impersonation is treason.