Talking to a friend over dinner. Wrap your noodle around this one.
Some people think that the Pearly Gates are equivalent to the movie, Defending Your Life, which was a passable flick with Albert Brooks and Meryl Streep. Cute in an "Always on HBO in 1993" sort of way. The premise was basically you are judged upon your acts in your life to determine whether you go to Heaven, Purgatory, or Hell. Your entire life is taped by God's cinematographer and is evidence before a panel of judges.
What if that's not quite what happens? What if you're judged on the deeds and lives of your partners. So all of your ex-boyfriends, ex-husbands lives are screened. Imagine seeing those faces when you walk into that courtroom. Might make you ladies choose fewer bad boys.
Just something to chew on, on this our day of rest.
6 comments:
That sounds painfully co-dependent. We can't control what other people do. Heck, I can barely control myself.
Oh nooooo... that would be ghastly.
Defending Your Life was a really bad movie... I remember seeing in the theater. It's still on HBO...
And you guys don't exactly pick winners all of the time either.
I was referring to both sexes.
But you didn't actually refer to both sexes in the post.
So should I exclusively date nuns?
If so, which sort of requisite, "bad habit," or, "back in the habit," jokes should I make?
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