I made out with God (She is Hot)
When you gotta pee, you gotta pee. I beseech Karan to pull over. When he refuses to co-operate, I threaten to pee in his obscenely priced Bentley. I can be an asshole. He pulls over. That’s-my-bitch . I slam the doors open, walk across the road to the fence of the bridge. Climb atop the railing. And I do what I gotta do. On my way back to the car I see a monster truck approaching me with the speed of a bullet. I shriek like a little girl. It’s darkness. It’s all over. I’m dead. This place looks weird. Not bad weird. Quirky weird. I expected hell to be……well, like fucking hell. Like cactuses getting shoved up people’s asses. Rats chewing off a man’s legs & wee-wee. Someone being dipped into boiling water for fun. Some rapist’s dick being crushed, chopped & used for a Shawarma roll. That kinda kewl shit. But this place is laid-back. Posters of Beatles, Star Trek & Freddie Mercury strewn around the wal