“You bored”
“Yeah, why u asking?”
“One of your eyelids just fell off.”
“Oh That? Being dead’s a bitch isn’t it?”
“Yeah, just yesterday I had to put my eyes in the contact lens fluid that you gave me.”
“So, is your vision clearer?”
“It seems like it. Does the devil really have two asses?”
“Yip, but how anyone could have missed that is beyond me, ask the blind guy down the road.”
“How’d he find that out? My god, that’s incoherent!”
“What you just say?”
“I said that’s incoherent, why?”
“HAHAHA. Have you any idea what incoherent means?”
“Yes, depraved.”
“HAHA”
“But wait! I was talking to Miss Johnson and she told me that Wayne, the perverted boy, is having incoherent thoughts again.”
“According to Google Hell incoherent means; ‘without logical or meaningful connection e.g. "a turgid incoherent presentation"’
“Then I’m right, because the boy has no genitals, as you know.”
“Right you are my friend. Can we get moving now? If we don’t leave now we’ll be late.”
“This exchange thing with heaven won’t work out. Mark my words. The good people of heaven will just mess this place up with their goodliness, and their disinfectants. Don’t even get me started on the toilet cleaners. Who the fuck do they think they are?”
“Dude, you just have to grin and bear it. They say the steak is better in heaven.”
“Can I ask you a question? Not the one I just asked you when I ask to ask you a question.”
“Yeah?”
“Are nukes good?”
“Yeah, there’s this guy on earth who thinks that a little extra radiation is good for you. He just hasn’t said it publicly yet.”
“Dumb earth people”