On going to Hell.

I often fly away. On mere whim. Yes, flights of fanciful imagination. That’s my favorite way to travel. Because it’s free and exciting. Also, I’m able to pick my own destination.  Don’t even have to stay on planet Earth. I’ve already gone to the moon and to Mars and to Neptune. Recently, I went to Hell. It really wasn’t nearly as hellish a place as I thought it might be. Having had an enjoyable and enlightening chat with the devil himself.  He’s really a nice and personable guy.  Well-educated.  Handsome, too. And he has a great sense of humor. Plus a devilish imagination.  Equal to mine. --Jim Broede