I was driving home spewing the usual curses that accompany a drive on the 405 when I stopped in mid curse. "Oh my fucking G-..." It hit me... I am so going to Hell just for my mouth alone. Then I thought about the judgment day, when your life passes before you and all your sins are played back to you. I figure at this rate G-d might get tired of the endless flow of profanity and let me slide just to not have to listen to it. Hey, it's worth a shot...

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