- Sep 13, 2011
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My dad's brother was a Holiness preacher and one cold night in Tennessee he was preaching and making a "come to me" gesture to the congregation as he backed away from them. He straddled an old fashioned coal stove as he backed into it and knocked it to the floor. The upper part of the insides of his groin and his buttocks was so seriously burned that he laid on his stomach for weeks and had to be spoon fed. Maybe that's what Hell's like.