I thought I had entered the afterlife as sporadic gunfire erupted all around me in the scorching heat of the afternoon sunshine. A bullet whistled past my right ear and I felt some droplets of blood on my cheeks as I lost an ear lobe.
"Christ!" I screamed in pain.
For Country and personal honor I was risking life and limb in a strange country that was at war with itself. I crawled through the hot desert sands, on my belly with the smell of rotting corpses and burning cars assaulting my nostrils. Enduring the hardships like some devotee seeking salvation or life everlasting. My faithful AK47 unfailingly by my side which I had in a moment of delirium named U.S. Marshal Hee Haw. Surprisingly, it had saved my life in very tight spots despite my lack of utmost care and attention to it. It also shared my enthusiasm to survive the war.
2007-11-07 01:35:06
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answer #1
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answered by violeo 5
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Maranda pondered the possibility of an afterlife as she sat on the warm beach soaking up the sunshine. It was an honor for her to be here in Hawaii and she gazed across the sparkling blue water in childlike amazement. Her greatfullness for tonights ceremony would be everlasting, because her faithful devotion to her life long dream of becoming a U.S. Marshall had brought her here. She could never have dreamed while sitting on her parents floor watching Hee Haw as a child that she would grow up to receive the Silver Star, but suprisingly her determination and sheer enthusiasm had helped her become the best of the best.
2007-11-07 01:20:33
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answered by L H 4
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Oh yes it's the Afterlife that makes the Sunshine down upon them in their Honor. A Childlike feature with Everlasting qualities who is Faithful to all. No need to call the US Marshal for a Hee Haw good time. Surprisingly this story brings out the Enthusiasm in ways that's indescribable.
2007-11-07 01:07:34
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answer #3
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answered by 2gadoo 5
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Through my afterlife, I had time to ponder. I never liked the sunshine for some reason. Perhaps in honor of being an avid fan of vampirism? Such childlike behaviour, I showed back when I was alive. Now, in my everlasting wake, I've returned, and I shall be faithful to my new kin. That damned U.S. Marshal, watching her Hee Haw, won't hear me coming...
Hah, my first drink. Surprisingly, it was much better than I thought. Hell, I'd say her blood just filled me with an even greater enthusiasm in being a vampire...
2007-11-07 01:29:06
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answered by oliolio 2
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After afterlife there's only sunshine and honor that's a bit childlike, but it makes me feel everlasting faithful to the U.S Marshal. And in the afterlife all i see is hee haw, and surprisingly i don't even like the U.S Marshal, but till that day of Sunshine and honor id better show a lot of enthusiasm.
2007-11-07 01:42:53
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answer #5
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answered by rowleyeyes 3
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Afterlife, a world of Sunshine or Darkness? You get honor when you reach the afterlife if you lived a childlike life. The afterlife will be Everlasting happiness. You will get to see the Faithful U.S Marshall sitting on a couch watching Hee Haw. Surprisingly he show's much enthusiasm. Doing impressions of the characters.
2007-11-07 01:04:43
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answer #6
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answered by limestuff45 2
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In the afterlife,my REAL name shall be Sunshine,and all will honor my bright rays.With childlike innocence,they will make an everlasting pledge to remain faithful to me and keep me burning brightly.
That is,until a US Marshall comes and orders them to stay inside away from me:-(
Then all they could do all day is watch re-runs of Hee Haw.Surprisingly,they enjoyed the show at first...but then their enthusiasm quickly waned ,the protests began...and they were soon back out into the Sunshine!
2007-11-07 01:06:22
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answered by Anonymous
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Mysterious as the AFTERLIFE is who am i to say there wont be eternal SUNSHINE when I get there? I hope not because I burn easily and will forever HONOR the high factor sun creams that protect me year after year. I can be particularly CHILDLIKE when it comes to applying it and as it isnt EVERLASTING. After i get all sandy i have to put more on which hurts if ur rubbing it in. My FAITHFUL partner obliges to do it for me until i spotted a gorgeous hunky U.S MARSHAL strolling towards me on the beach last year. I asked him to apply it for me and he then took me on a lovely donkey ride. the donkey,somewhat narked that i was on him went HEE HAW and kicked me off. SUPRISINGLY i wasnt hurt even after being thrown some 100 yards back down to my partner who showed great ENTHUSIASM to go home and get me away from hunky men and kicking donkeys before any more damage could be done.
2007-11-07 01:48:22
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answered by Anonymous
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A small antelope, who had reciently travelled from the 'afterlife' to take back some mouldy cabbage he had reciently brought from the greengroser, accidently stepped into some 'sunshine'. (This is bad as he goes green in sunshine). He began to run and a sence of 'honor' filled him as he gave some peanuts to a 'childlike' clown. This 'everlasting' happiness he had just gained from his good deeds made him smile like a 'faithful' monkey with a banana.
Later that nightday, the 'U.S Marshal' named Paul arrived in his 'Hee Haw' carrage to give the antelope a much needed loaf of bread. 'Suprisingly' the antelope would not except this gift and, with 'enthusiasm', he lept up to the floating greengroser, gave him back the cabbage and went back from whence he came.
The End.
PS. I do not know what a Hee Haw is so I am sorry.
2007-11-07 01:10:03
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answered by Anonymous
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"Dad, is there such a thing as an afterlife, and is it nice?" My son eyed me hopefully, the sunshine refining his small features.
I smiled at him, "Some people think so son, but only for those with honour. Nice people get a nice afterlife, and the bad people go to a place called hell."
I looked at him with mock childlike wonder, trying to share his experience of this revelation (and not sure of how to behave in the situation).
"Is it everlasting?" he whispered, and then his face scrunched up. Mine quickly returned to it’s comforting parent role.
The pleading face searched mine for answers and I felt a need to be faithful to his wishes - after all he would only continue to ask questions until he got what he wanted. He could be as stubborn as a U.S Marshal with his questioning, and I could hee-haw all day like a donkey, but if there was one hint in my voice that I wasn't telling all, his trust in me would fade, and I couldn't allow that. Not now that he needed me.
"No one really knows for sure son. I guess we can only hope." I rested a hand on his shoulder in sympathy.
“Was she… was she?” A single tear rolled down his cheek.
“Yes, she was nice.” I said reassuringly. "You know that."
He seemed thoughtful for a while, then surprisingly, he pulled away from me, picked up the little box, and drop-kicked it into the trees with a rapturous shout of "Have a nice time Hammy!"
After explaining that it was probably best to bury the poor hamster, I trotted off into the wood to retrieve the pet, stifling a rapidly escaping smirk on my way, and quietly admiring the enthusiasm of my ten-year-old boy.
2007-11-07 02:20:41
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answered by This is my username 3
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