AfterDeath Page #2

My church group.

Bible thumper?

You?

No wonder you're pissed off,

Winding up here.

Look around. Does this feel

like a Christian thing to you'?

Well, you're the expert.

What's your bit'?

This is. The house.

The outside.

And the lighthouse.

Mum used to take me to Devon every year.

She had a...

friend who'd let us use it.

I remember it bigger.

But then you always do, I suppose.

Every year, she'd draw

a face on the window.

I'd have to work out who it was.

And then one year she drew this.

Of course, it didn't look like anyone,

so I gave up.

It was her Way of telling me

she was pregnant.

It was just the outline of a face.

Unfinished.

We should find something to nail over that.

I want my mum.

Huh?

Still live at home, just me and her.

She's brilliant on birthdays, my mum!

She's got great taste. Always

gets me vouchers.

I always wanted to be a good mum one day.

No hammer. No nails.

And I seriously doubt a tea tray and

some forks is going to stop this thing.

F***ing hell-art, man! This Wasn't ours.

We had a Predator poster up there.

And then some bird with

her knickers pulled aside...

shaved.

You are here.

Other beaches, other houses.

It's not just us.

I don't think so.

This house.

It's made for us, specifically.

Let's try something.

- What did we do to deserve this'?

- Are you kidding?

If we're being punished,

then somebody thinks we did something.

Maybe we should work out what that is.

Oh, yeah! Truth or dare.

I'm not f***ing doing that!

What have you got to lose'?

There's only one way to play this game.

Right. Shall I start then?

Millions of parking tickets.

I always pay them.

Every week, he'd turn his back and we'd

take what we could from the pick 'n' mix.

It's a strict house to grow up in.

Are there calories in this'?

Always second helpings.

Thirds if I could get them.

Gluttony's one of the big seven.

He could afford it and

I needed a new phone.

You can't move and

not break a rule or it's,

"Oh, Onie, we're just

disappointed in you... again."

Sometimes I'll have to push

through a contract early.

Fudge the date.

Woah, steady on there!

Cheating the paperworK?!

- Yep.

- Used an old student's paper

to pass my coursework.

Lustful thoughts, thousands and thousands.

I second that.

Me too.

One night stands.

She had tits like this! Out there, woooah!

I mean, you couldn't not have a go.

Sometimes when I read a book, I...

Slept with someone else's husband,

but I didn't know he was married.

Didn't wear a condom. Crushed up her

morning-after pill. Put it in her coffee.

Boof!

F***er!

Ooh! Phtttt!

Oh, this is pointless!

I don't even feel like I'm getting pissed.

How can you get pissed

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