My new favorite activity is telling people that the world is ending in 2012, and they are wasting their time doing things that make them unhappy.

I believe in none of it, though, if I were to make a career out of this, I’d just be a scaremongering Christian.

It could be a real job, and I’d have it all; nice suits, fast cars, and virtuous women.

As long as I don’t have to delete Some Girls’ Heaven’s Pregnant Teens from my iTunes.

I’d be on TV every Sunday, when normal people are sleeping or working a bullshit job they hate, serving people they don’t care for. I’d be no exception, just a loophole sans sleep.

But I’d only have to work ONE day a week.

Sounds like a goddamn plan.

Either that, or wait for the rapture, in which all the Christians evaporate to Heaven, and all of their jobs would open up, thus saving the American Economy.