What if the Christian version of the End of the World came an hour from now?
Well, I would save the effort of going to the curb and pulling in the recycling container they just emptied and instead open up an 18 year Johnnie Walker bottle of scotch I was storing in the collection for special occasions. I would pour a double, and little extra.
I would then get a chair and sit on the front lawn with a Leffe Tripel as a chaser. I would get my polarized sunglasses I use for fishing to cut down on the glare of the fire and sulphur as my neighbors' houses are melted away.
Depending on the mood, maybe have enough time for a second round.