What drew me to this article was the use of the words "bowels" and "Kansas" in the same sentence.
After most of the world's population is wiped off the map by a wayward meteorite or hail of nuclear missiles, the survival of the human race might just depend on a few thousand people huddled in recreational vehicles deep in the bowels of an eastern Kansas mine.
I hope there'll be pit traps. You gotta have pit traps!
The president of the town's Chamber of Commerce thinks this guy's nuts but she's fine with it cause she figures it'll up their tourism.
If you make it to page 2 of the article, you'll find out this guy Vincino has other shelters. But don't go asking where cause he won't tell. It's a secret!
"I've heard people say, 'I will just show up at the door,'" he said. "Our response is, 'great, where is the door?' At our secret shelters, you don't know where to go, and your cash will be worthless at that time."
He's right about one thing, anyway. When the apocalypse comes, money will no longer have value, so pay up now, sucker.
By min | June 20, 2013, 8:30 AM | Ummm... Other?