I love how Donny Donkey tries to defend himself by saying he sometimes recycled the can.
It is true, no one really knows what lies in store for us. Judging from my handle, you can tell I believe in a more "ancient" way. Some call it the Summerland and when you pass on, it is determined there what will happen to your soul. Heaven, hell, hades, reincaration, Nirvana (place, not the band), Vallhalla, recycled, haunting a family in Texas or it could jut be nothing. Who knows right? Maybe you will need a pole vault to jump the fence.
Pianodude - agreed. If there isn't laughter where I am going, I don't want to go.
As high as Danny Donkey has been from drinking all that beer during life, one would think he could just 'float" right over the fence. :P. Seriously, none of us really knows what lies ahead for us after we die: all we can do is have faith in what we believe is waiting for us. Martain Luther has a great quote which goes: "If there is no laughter in heaven, I don't want to go there".
