Paris has got flu, which means I'm probably going to get flu..happy days. todays story, although the prediction was for Saturday, its nice to cover the report of the after prediction..
Waiting in vain for begging of the end
Braamfontein, Saturday evening, 5.30pm. Judgement Day: The trumpets were sounding. Hooters blaring. An elderly woman stood on the pavement outside the Devonshire Hotel, her hands clasped tightly against her chest. "Please, my Lord,God," she prayed out loud. "Please let me be raptured. I want to go to heaven. Please my Lord."
It was May 21 and the woman was begging to be one of the 200 million "true believers" who would be taken straight into heaven before the apocalypse struck.
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