Frisbeetarianism is the belief that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck.
Have you ever noticed that anybody driving slower than you is an idiot, and anyone going faster than you is a maniac?
May the forces of evil become confused on the way to your house.
The planet is fine. The people are fucked.
If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?
What does it mean to pre-board? Do you get on before you get on?