Yesterday’s comment about Dr Pepper has generated the usual angry response from the carbonated prune juice crowd. Theologically speaking, this guy makes an interesting point, however:
“Let me get this straight- in Heaven, you are fed a pate made from tortured and diseased goose liver with brass instruments blaring in your ear, but in Hell you get to sip the sweet, sweet nectar created by an earnest young man and named for the father of the woman he loved?
In my “humble” opinion, you’ve got things backwards.”
These, by the way, are strangely good. I admit it. Thanks to the reader who sent them.