Some of my faves are my husband's theories on death when he was a child.
- There were only 2 ways you could die, as he was often warned of the first, getting hit by a car or, as in the old movies, getting shot. As a result, and grandpa was old, he went around telling his friends his grandpa was shot.
- Then he started learning about heaven. How do you get there...? A GIANT Ferris wheel, that's it!
- But wait, if you get on while you're alive you have to die when you arrive at the top... a giant shoots you at the top, of course. (Apparently he forgot getting run over.)