People who have AIDS.
White men in Asian airports.
Girls in Pattaya.
Sharing is caring.
if you can't be with your love,
love the one you're with.
Or if your wife has gotten so ridiculously fat that you don't want to have sex with her any more and want to escape to some island paradise with Mai-Tais, Gin-and-tonics, rum-and-cokes, funny drinks with umbrellas as if they are afraid of rain and/or sunburns, and marijuana, and bikini girls who you can rent for $500 per week and the only crime they have is writing bad haiku. Yes, that would be heaven. Or hell. Or both.