Beetlejuice Beetlejuice
As I grow older, I sometimes wonder what the afterlife is like. Will it follow the Catholic doctrine I was raised in, and be a celestial wonderland where everyone sings hymns and floats along on wings? While that certainly sounds nice, I suspect I would get bored with it after a millennia or two. Or maybe the afterlife will be like what Tim Burton envisioned in Beetlejuice, a world where the dead alternate between haunting the living and traveling to a janky bureaucracy. Call me crazy, but the latter sounds like more fun.
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