Christians
¶ Receipts for donations to the 700 Club etc. in case the
Deity or His representative requires proof of your long-term piety.
¶ Adequate weaponry to fend off unprepared heathen
neighbors who come to your door begging for forgiveness and help.
¶ Chutes and Ladders, Monopoly and a few Christian Action
Figures to keep the kids entertained in case of delay in getting you and yours elevated
into Heaven.
¶ A full 45 gallons of gas in the Suburban in case the
divine authorities require you to proceed to a distant heavenly entrance.
¶ 40 dB earplugs for all members of your family to avoid
listening to the screams of heathen neighbors as they are dragged off to the pits of
you-know-where. Let's face it: the Tribulations are going to be one noisy undertaking.
¶ Complete vaccination records for all your animal companions
on the off-chance that they too are subject to the benefits of Divine Grace and can go
with you as you Ascend.
¶ Videotapes of you and your family dishing out mashed
potatoes and gravy to the homeless at last years free downtown Christmas feast, plus
the photo that ran in the local paper of you hammering a nail into a Habitat for Humanity
house, plus the picture your spouse took when you distributed balloons at the
childrens cancer hospital, plus any other graphic proof you have of your on-going
good works.
¶ 1 bag of medium-size Idaho potatoes, for putting up the
tailpipes of your heathen neighbors Priuss and Civic's and Subarus to
prevent their foolish attempts to escape Divine Judgment and Wrath (as if they could).
¶ Diaphanous but adequately opaque gowns and (for the
menfolk) togas in case the celestial forces at the last minute run short of appropriate
ascensionary garments.
¶ Keep any autographed photos you may have of Ronald
Reagan, Jesse Helms, or Tom DeLay prominently displayed in the living room so that upon
entering the Angels of the Lord will spot them at once.
¶ Ray-Bans for all family members, should the Radiance of
the Divine Eminence prove too bright for retinas accustomed to the weak sunlight of
polluted skies.
¶ 1 fresh audio cassette and fresh Titanium AA batteries
in a Walkman with built-in microphone for recording that blast from Gabriels horn
which will truly be a sound to remember.
¶ 1 case of Pine-Sol air freshener for the days leading up
to the Ascension proper; it is likely that the stench from the heaps of heathens dying in
the protracted last battle against Evil will become quite strong and could interfere with
your familys daily affairs.
¶ An adequate supply of WWJD bracelets in case the kids in
the excitement of getting ready to Ascend misplace theirs.
¶ Pocket packs of Kleenex for all post-puberty males in
your family. It is likely that in the ecstasy of the Rapture proper some males may
experience spontaneous ejaculation, thus marring the pristine appearance of their
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Non-Christians
¶ 1 copy of Constantine Stanislavskis treatise on method acting,
Creating a Role, so that you and your family members can scream and writhe about
convincingly on your front lawn. Research has shown that the truly insane, especially if
they are well-armed, are better humored than resisted. For your own safety it is essential
that your Christian neighbors totally believe in your agony. At no point must they be
allowed even the faintest suspicion that you are mocking them. If they perceive a hint of
mockery you may be sure they will not hesitate to (in their manly jargon) "take you
out" double-barrel-shotgun-wise since you and yours are after all pests, not people.
¶ 1 1950s fall-out shelter, because when the expected day
of the Rapture passes and nothing happens you may be sure that your Christian brethren are
going to be extremely pissed and will do all they can to encourage their
"elected" leaders to do Gods will and cleanse the Earth of all heathens
such as you and yours who, the Elect will have decided, are so unpleasing in the sight of
God that He just couldnt bring Himself to set foot on the planet. At this point the
odds for nuclear spasm increase rapidly.
¶ 1 copy of E.F. Schumachers Small Is Beautiful
because you may be sure that whatevers left after the rabid Christians are done
consuming and destroying, starting over is going to mean thinking small bigtime.
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