I was involved with a church group several years ago. It was a total waste of my time as far as I was concerned. One day, the pastor asked each member what he or she wanted to come back as if there was an afterlife. I said I want to be close to the things I love the most on this earth, therefore, I'd like to come back as a 34DD brassiere or a pair of black nylon spandex bikini panties. The pastor was mortified, but everyone, including the women, laughed their butts off. That was my last meeting with this awful church group.
— Jim, 33