Just look at all those good intentions! |
When you’re hosting a birthday party for your 7-year-old with all his friends and you put a pet tarantula in every child’s goody bag as a fun surprise the police will tell you “The road to hell is paved with good intentions.” Okay, look, I get that it was a mistake. I didn’t know that other families weren’t used to having large furry arachnids as pets. That was my bad, but that saying “The road to hell is paved with good intentions” makes no damn sense at all. Who is paving a road to Hell with good intentions? If you’re paving a road to Hell it means you want to meet Satan and you want to live in eternal hellfire and torture. There’s nothing good about that. A willingness to visit the most wretched and twisted world that has ever existed is a sick, evil thing. You don’t just dig into the center of the Earth all cheerful, not knowing what to expect. It gets pretty damn hot down there and you know exactly what you’re doing so don’t give me that “good intentions” shit.
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