So what do you do when you spend a mammoth amount of time and money to warn people that the world is going to end—and it doesn't? Just pretend it never happened.
The world is ending tomorrow. Maybe. Odds are, if you're a Gizmodo reader, you'll be stuck down here with the rest of us sinners—pick up this apocalyptic hardware beforehand.
A lot of people think the Rapture is coming May 21. It's not. But assuming your pets are okay, here's a prank we'd like you to pull. We call it Rapture Bombing.
The end times are this weekend, and I know what you're thinking: What about my dog? Don't sweat, for $135 a group of plucky blaspheming atheists will swing by your crib and pick up your pets. Holla!