I can't edit the OP so I'll let this post here be what was supposed to be the original OP.
Originally Posted by Budadiiii
Drugs don't kill people, Josh does
I've never killed anyone. It takes a cold dead hand to do something that incredibly weak (mentally). Jim Carrey's Cold Dead Hand
is quite funny - check it out:
One of the best musical parodies to drop in quite sometime.
Back to Bone Crusher, when that fat mack crack smokin' Sunday dinner pass the fat back before I have my twenty second heart attack. When down here
beneath the heavens, at that very dinner table to be exact, Bone Crusher or any other anEy othER-Der rapper has the ability of free will.
The question is, once Mr. Wayne Hardnett is summoned before his Creator, let's just go ahead and say he's safe, he made it to heaven, Aunt Jemima is proud and all that yadda yadda yadda. Now to the heart of the matter, not that Bone was anything special at his craft back in RL - it's all the brotha knew, so now that he's reached the promised land if you will all that be left behind?
Think about it, maybe we're comparing apples to oranges here but the basis is virtually the same - but let's switch Kobe Bryant with Wayne Hardnett. Kobe gets in (however unlikely because we all know God is a diehard Celtics fan) but let's imagine God doesn't care anything for the game of basketball. So in heaven, there's a sign that clearly says "NO HOOPS IN HEAVEN, EVER!"
Kobe looks around, no baskets, no balls. He sees Jordan and Bird chillin' playin' checkers, scans around and sees Barkley wondering how the hell he got in but left it at that. Surprisingly enough, Magic still hasn't joined the party. According to the grapevine he's still kicking the living shit out of the virus and at this rate might not ever die, from HIV anyway.
Besides all that ... what I'm getting at is ... Bruce Lee isn't kicking other ninja's behinds in jail. Josh won't be doing any drugs. Bone won't be rappin'. Kobe won't be doing any fades or leisure jumpers. The old will no longer exist. New plans in heaven. No more fuc
kin' either - surely no ana
l, no BJ'! No power-driver positions. If anything, just clean, pure missionary and if you don't like it - right over there's the elevator and a sign that says "Hell, down below 17 trillion miles."
So ... what do YOU do in this particular case?