I have 0% of getting into heaven, and I am not worried. I can hear the greetings shouted out as I enter hell. Satan and Beelzebub appear, I yawn and ask for the lake of fire to light my Gitane. Upside I can smoke again
 Satan looked confused asks for my file. He starts reading taps Beelzebub they walk off, and talk Satan come’s back, and say’s “I have looked over your history, and there’s nothing here you haven’t seen, you qualify for our tour guide package. “
 I answer “Brilliant, where do you keep the fallen Angel’s? There a lounge that, looks cool.
The women are amazing. I just have to avoid some my exes. Tour guide show people Hitler, Stalin, Nixon, W and Cheney
 The fans are cool, we all knew we were headed here; just didn’t care.
I feel at home already. I recognise a lot of people. I hear my name shouted every so often. The fallen angels are serious party girls. My exes are still arguing who’s set in Mademoiselle was better. Who had more covers? This isn’t at all much different from my last life. I am going to see a show tonight, with a fallen angel tonight; I fit in just fine.