I don't take disappointment well. That's why I think my personal Hell will be exactly like the real world except everyone will tell me it's Heaven. I'll die and Satan will be standing there with a white robe and a big fluffy fake beard.
"Welcome to Heaven, my son!"
"Oh, great! Wow! Huh...it's a little...it's a little cold here."
"Well, it is December."
"Yeah I know, but I thought...you know...I just kind of figured God's Heavenly Kingdom was...you know...temperature regulated. No, this is, this is still great though, wow! Yeah...Heaven...alright..."
I'll be waiting in line for stamps in my Hell. "Gee, I must say, I really thought Eternal Paradise would have a more efficient way of distributing stamps. You know, I've been waiting in line for twenty minutes here...aw crap, they're towing my car out there."
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