If It Wasn't For Bad Vibes, I Wouldn't Have No Vibes At All

The end is near. Repent. Send me all your money and valuables. You won't need them. The sun will explode at any moment, so hurry. One or more saviours may or may not be on hand or en route to help, maybe. The only surety is to unburden yourself from material chains. I'll take'em for you, no problem. But don't dawdle; you don't want to be stuck with that stuff when The Crunch comes.

Meanwhile, you have options. These include:

The choice is yours. Or whatever.
Ric Carter, ric@sonic.net, www.sonic.net/~ric, copyright (C) by OTRSS