“Why’d they send him down here—record’s clean,” Azazel groused, eyeing the mangled soul.
Galzuel tapped the tablet, “Notation says: ‘Too dumb for Heaven’.”
“But where to put him?”
“With pogo-stick-frogger-on-the-autobahn guy?”
“No, his stupidity killed twelve additional people.”
“How about drank-bleach-to-prevent-Covid gal.”
“She was bigoted—didn’t love her neighbours.”
“He’s definitely not a suicide?” Galzuel asked.
“Upstairs says ‘no’, but I’ll double check,” Azazel said. “Why jump off the Grand Canyon with a parachute constructed of duct tape and cling wrap?”
“It should’ve worked,” the soul murmured.
“Limbo then.” Galzuel decided, adding a new notation: ‘Too dumb for Hell.’
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