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Originally Posted by ilovedonks
My granny loved Doritos. Cheese, chilli, cool; it didn't matter. You could open any cupboard in her house and you'd find a mountain of Doritos. Multipacks? She loveed an aul multipack.
Then when she passed, everyone was gathered as she was laid to rest. And just as they lowered the coffin, an empty bag of doritos blew across the graveyard. That was her!
Nice, that's nice. I lol'd.
Despite the chair incident that happened to me, it wasn't enough evidence to make me believe in an afterlife. I reckon it's just darkness and nothingness. Just *poof*... gone.