![]() “What do you think?” God asked as we passed a nineteen-way taking place in a pool of champagne. They only had eyes for each other, tickling and pinching each other with flirtatious giggles. Men with six pack abs and women with perky breasts strolled by without even noticing me and God. There were little cabins sprinkled all along the path, from which orgasmic moans regularly came belting out. There was a white sandy beach (nude, of course) full of copulating couples. It was more of a camp, spread over acres and acres of lush forest. instead the dead are sorted into six “houses of heaven” based on the sins they chose. After dying god informs you that hell is a myth, and “everyone sins, its ok”. ![]()
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