I like to think that hheaven is real and that I'll get in. And when I've died, I'll arrive. I'll see a face shrouded in long, silky brown hair. As the light dims and ai move toward the face, a large chin and pair of lips are reveiled. It's Charles II of Spain. He says to me "DURRRR DUHHJ DURRT I MAT A STINKY I LIK CATS DURRR DEEE".