I think that one day I would like to own a store called The End. We could sell all sorts of fashionable goods, like jam made by the Amish or something. Then I could advertise for the store by putting up signs in the area, they would read:

Then I would pay bums to hold up the signs on street corners to help draw even more attention. I could have more signs that said things like “THE END IS NEAR: Better Accessorize!” or “THE END IS NEAR: Its time for a new hat!”

Basically I’m going to make a million dollars.