I've decided that when we die we decide where we go ... and i've got this all planned out. I'm going to a place that's mid-october all the time. There's always leaves on the ground and all those pretty autumn colors. I'll wear holey-jeans, fitted t-shirts that say things like "The Dead", "Led Zep", or maybe no shirt at all, and i'd be barefoot. My hair would be really long and blonde. I'd have all of my closest friends with me and occasionally a few more awesome people would show up. There'd be hash brownies growing on every tree and a loaded bong around every corner, and shrooms - fields of colorful shrooms. There'd be music in the background at all times and the charactors from that movie Nightmare Before Christmas would be running around. Animals will talk. And smoke pot. The garden knomes will tell jokes and the dragonflies will laugh at them. The government wouldn't exist and we would have no need for it anyway. Yeah ... i'll see you there.
You watch, after a few dozen garden gnome 'knock knock' jokes, you'll wish you were back in Missouri. You're made of wood, we get it!
I don't care how many shirtless people there are, I'm to cynical to enjoy that much whimsy. Nightmare Before Christmas was great though, Corpse Bride looks really good too.