“You’re looking rather grave young man”
I looked up to see who spoke and found a rather disreputable angel
nodding at me, a new entrant, dead on my feet as it were.
“Sorry for the quip, but welcome and I hope your stay here is
filled with fun and happiness,” he concluded.
So this was it, the after life inhabited by wisecracking angels
trying to make this homecoming a bit of a laugh.
“Have I come up or gone down”, I asked politely.
“I’m not sure” he replied “As nobody has told me that yet either”
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Oy! Dear God, please let the afterlife have a few more answers than this one! ...that said, a wisecracking angel or two would be okay! Thanks for linking up!
ReplyDeleteMaybe all the snarky, irreverent angels end up in some sort of between heaven and hell. You found it, or it found you, Old Egg. A very enjoyable read.
ReplyDeletenice! I admire (and have ambitions) to write a good story and still make the Reader laugh (though, I will settle for a chuckle).
ReplyDeleteI could never make sense of angels. Wish they would be more where they were supposed to!
ReplyDeleteGreat picture with your story today, my friend.
ReplyDeletePerhaps that angel had always wanted to be a comedian.
ReplyDeletePerhaps whether it's heaven or hell is all in one's expectation.
ReplyDeleteImagine if that is how it really happens??? Lol
ReplyDeleteIf he were a really bad comedian, then I'd wonder if it were hell!
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