When I see a giant roach in my bedroom

hell, if lucifer's this chill I don't wanna go to heaven!

Hell's the chillest place for the chillest people.

But there's all the fire and brimstone!And the internet is slow...I've died,went to hell,and stole a bunch of souls,made a giant balloon,and filled it with said souls.The souls pulled me back up to life,and here I am.

Gimme your crack-cocaine recipe.. I want some.

I was making a reference to a book called Heck.It's where the bad kids who die go,and when they become 18,then they go to Hell.

I still want the recipe.

If you play dark souls you will WANT to go to hell. The game is too fuckin hard.