The Hole

--Jose Hernandez Diaz

A man in a Pink Floyd shirt dug a giant hole in his backyard. Someone had told him to go to hell earlier that day. Assuming hell to be beneath the soil, the man in a Pink Floyd shirt picked up a shovel, and got to work. The person who told him to go to hell was a professional juggler. He juggled axes, bowling pins, and soccer balls. The man in a Pink Floyd shirt had accidentally bumped into him causing him to drop his soccer balls. That’s when he told him to go to hell. The man in a Pink Floyd shirt dug and dug. He told himself when he got to hell, he would fistfight Lucifer. He didn’t much like his chances against Lucifer, but he thought it a noble endeavor. Finally, at midnight, the man in a Pink Floyd shirt dropped his shovel from fatigue, and fell asleep inside the hole. When he woke up the next day, he no longer wanted to dig a hole to hell. He just wanted black coffee. Black coffee with toast and eggs. Bon appétit, man in a Pink Floyd shirt.