[ WP ] After dying , God asks you : `` So , how was heaven ? ''

*'' SO...'' * God bellowed, *'' HOW WAS HEAVEN? `` * 
 
 I paused for a moment. Everything my consciousness had been taught until that point had prepared me for the opposite of this moment. Church told me of God, and that I would only enter heaven if I lived a good life. My rebellious teen years had pulled me away from that ideology, rejecting organized religion in favor of atheism. I had lived a good life, but on my own terms. 
 
 And then one night, when I was an old man, I stopped breathing in my sleep. 
 
 God towered above me, booming as I stood in shock. 
 
 *'' DID YOU LIKE IT? IT TOOK ME DAYS TO CREATE IT. `` * 
 
 I froze, unsure of how to respond. Do I speak of the wonders? Do I speak of the love of my family, the warmth that their love offered, making me feel whole? Do I speak of my works for charitable organizations, or would that sound to boastful? Would he favor honesty, for me to tell him of the hardships found there, the struggle that such a large portion of the world endured through generations? 
 
 It was at this point God could not contain his laughter. 
 
 *'' OH MAN, I REALLY HAD YOU GOING. I LIKE TO HAZE THE ATHEISTS A BIT WHEN THEY GET HERE. YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN YOUR FACE. `` * 
 
 `` Wait,'' I inquired, `` So this is really Heaven, then?'' 
 
 *'' YEAH, BRO. COME FORTH, AND ENJOY THE PLEASURES OF ETERNITY. `` * 
 
 God then pulled out a bong the size of a mountain, and took a long, slow hit.
