My mom used to always refer to a place called “Hells half-acre“. Does such a place exist? It seems like there are a ton of evil sons-o-bitches in this world so I can’t imagine Hell is only half an acre. That would be like being doomed to eternity… only in a sardine tin. How much worse could it get?
Or is it just a figure of speech?
She liked to exaggerate things quite a bit in an effort to scare the shit outa me. It usually worked.
I invoke that phrase when lecturing my kids all the time.