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6.07.2012

tickets to hell



“But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. 
I want sin.”
~ Aldous Huxley, Brave New World

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My little sis and I have a friendly competition going:  Who can rack up the most tickets to hell before dying?  The pendulum has swung both ways many a time.  What counts as a ticket to hell ?  Ummm... knowingly committing a dastardly deed ?  We started this about 15 years ago.  At this point in our lives, we both have full fleets of jets going to hell with first class reservations.  Even my sweetheart has weighed in an opinion, "Your sister will be piloting your jet to hell."  Hmmmm .......

Where's the champagne?
xxx

11 comments:

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Oh good. I feared I might be lonely.

bulletholes said...

I'd be proud to punch ya'lls ticket one time.

goatman said...

I am not sure that dastardly is necessarily sinful and both probably count against us -- but I pick nits--.
I once tied my little brother to a tree and pretended to leave him there. Not one of the seven deadly sins but malicious and mean nontheless.

Yoga Gal said...

I thought you got a ticket by driving to fast on that highway to hell. Hell, holds no attraction to me, I hate the heat, down like sweaty yoga classes, the desert...

red dirt girl said...

Cosmo ~ after that limerick dedicated to the fickleness of women, I'm upgrading you to first class. Here, have a glass of champagne ;)

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red dirt girl said...

Cowboy!! LMAO - oh baby, you will be first in line to punch our tickets ...

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red dirt girl said...

goatman, goatman ... sometimes my posts are meant to be read with tongue in cheek. Though yes, what you did to your little brother certainly earned you AT LEAST 10 tickets to hell ....

"Welcome Aboard," she smiles.

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red dirt girl said...

Hi Yoga Gal ...

I suppose the whole 'hell' imagery might not translate as well in the land of fruits and nuts. But my sis and I grew up and still live deep in the Bible Belt, so we roll with it. You know how siblings tend to create their own 'language' with one another. This is an example.

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red dirt girl said...

As for you Soubriquet ~ I'm sure you WOULD like to know what I've done to earn my tickets to hell ...

let's see ... Ummmm ... well I once left a department store bathroom flooding after attempting to flush down an entire pack of dirty baby wipes AND found my oldest who was 3 at the time raiding the card department, crumpling all paper envelopes within reach of his busy hands and tossing them to the floor. I exited the store rather rapidly and never returned. Ever. That earned me an upgrade to first class on my jet to hell.

As for my more recent indiscretions, I believe they involve trains and museums and bridges ...

And yes, I do have your booking information and your reservation confirmation number. We've automatically upgraded you to first class since you are one of our favored frequent flyers ... ;)

xxx

soubriquet said...

I fear my trip to hell wil be in the toothy maw of a fire-burping dragon.
Somehow, though, I like the idea of first class, on a swish airliner...
And that was swish, not Swiss, because I suspect a Swiss airliner might be a bit too sober, clean, and orderly. No, swish, like one of the great ocean liners of the nineteen-twenties and thirties, all art-deco and full of excessively obsequious underlings.

As for Hell, it seems I'll have some good company there.
You might remember to bring some asbestos boots.

red dirt girl said...

Soubry ~ I'm fascinated by your image of a dragon dragging you down to hell. It reminds me that hell truly will be what we each individually imagine it to be.

As for Swish airlines, in some parts of the world such as america, one might think your air hostesses will be a group of rather effeminate males... but hey, this is your fantasy not mine!

Me, I'm going to start practicing walking on live embers barefoot. I figure I won't need any acroutements in hell.

xxx