Well "the rapture" didn't happen on Tuesday.

My mom was telling me a funny story about when we used to live next door to a daycare that me and my brothers went to. I guess one day while my mother was talking to Mary (the woman who runs the daycare) another woman who lived on the same street came in crying and was getting rather hysterical, Mary asks her whats wrong and the woman goes "My house is a mess, and I have too much laundry and I have no time to get ready if the rapture comes!!!!"