pissville

On the way home, she slept on the back seat. Mike drove down the broad streets of downtown that ran through the concrete canyons of skyscrapers and oldbildings with gargoyles and wrought iron balconies.The afterlife was populated and furnished with people and objects that had been torn down or destroyed. There is a constant jumble of architecture and styles that made no sense to the casual observer. He stopped at a light just before the freeway. It was the beginning of the long holiday and "sweet home alabama" wasblastin from the bright red El Camino right next to him. He couldn't help but groove to it. He felt kinship with his fellow commuters. Already, lights were coming on all around downtown.
After getting onto the freeway and off of it, he drove through the neighborhood. He passed by one of the newly damned, a young arab man in a green field jacket. His hands were fused to a gun, blackened, useless, and twisted. Scores of tiny black orcs were crawling all over him eating him alive as he screamed. They had already gotten to his dick and balls. So much for his 72 virgins waiting for him in the glorious heaven of jihad. The orcs mockingly screamed "Allahu Akhbar" in their tiny chipmunk voices. Mike rolled down the window. "Have a nice forever, fucking douche." Maggie stirred uncomfortably in the back seat. He turned on his favorite radio station and drove off a few blocks down where he parked his car right in front of the house. It stood inside of its picket fence with a tidy little yard and a solid porch. When he moved in, it was fully furnished and covered in the remnants of its prior occupants. There was a guest room that he planned on installing maggie in and several other large rooms beside his own bedroom. The house was full of books and pictures. The books were all in German.
Sensing that the car had stopped, Maggie rose up from her place in the back seat and looked around. "Are we there yet?"
"Yes, we are. Come on in and make yourself comfortable".He went around the car and opened her door. He escorted her up the front stairs. "There's a band that live upstairs. I hope the noise doesn't bother you."
"I'm sure it'll be fine."