The friend I was drinking with – several times – on this Tuesday night does not believe in life after death. State:
-It's hard for me to believe a lot of things here.
Although he is skeptical of other worlds, he thinks hell exists.
“It has to be there,” he said. Otherwise, where would God have placed Hitler?
I noticed a contradiction in my friend's thesis, but I didn't point it out to him. I know that wine enhances feelings, but decreases understanding, and I would not risk arguing with him. I accepted without hesitation what he said. He likes it with two drinks and doesn't like it with four drinks. He then asked me:
-Why do you agree with me on everything?
I challenge them:
-Because if I don't give it to you, you lose it.
My answer drove him crazy. After a pause, ask:
-Let's talk better about the afterlife, although we know that there is something very important here.
I tell him:
-You're right.
See you tomorrow!…