So, it occurs to me, given that "brimstone" is, technically sulfur, yeah?
One would have a rough go of it convincing Mrs.the chief and the chieflette of any doctrine other than hell as a living human experience, since the average description of your standard eternal torment sounds pretty much like the the ambient environment in our bedroom Saturday night after Pa's chowed own on takeaway pizza and hot wings.
Just saying, is all.
"Got to hurry back to my hotel room
Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Split"
You're driftin' out of touch, Doc. G_d help us all.
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