Hard to believe it was just last spring when a small band of enthusiastic zealots armed with nothing but Bibles and terrible math vowed we would finally be judged for the immoral, sex-crazed, substance-abusing, generally fun people we really are. Well, it's been three long months since that disappointingly uneventful day, and now their sad, desperate display of misguided fervor is barely even a memory to us — mostly due to the aforementioned substance abuse. But for some people, like the driver of this custom Rapturemobile, humiliating failures like that don't just disappear in the blink of an eye, or the stroke of a paint-scraper. We recommend covering up that embarrassing residue with the next bogus Rapture date. 

The real reason the Rapture didn't happen >>


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