As we walk through the pit of snakes, I saw two men fighting on the ledge below. All around were other people fighting, beating each other mercilessly just below the people fending off phallic symbols. "This is where assholes who can't get over the trauma of their lives. They got bullied around in highschool a lot, grew up, and lead normal lives. But the entire time they were alive their one motivation in life was to prove to the quarterback of the football team that they are better. They always attend highschool reunions with their attractive wives and rub in how successful their stem cell business is compared to Dan's Lawn Care. Basically, they literally follow the orginal asshole from highschool into Hell because they don't care about anything except how much they hate them." I asked why they were next to the snake pit of repressed sexuality. "What? You don't think there are some serious gay overtones to that kind of hatred?" I looked around at the pairs of girls fighting girls more attractive than them, the men beating each other in the face, and the ones farther off who were boxing with their parents. I thought about all the people who had been bullied in highschool and wondered if they would end up here too. Faulkner lead me over to the cliffside and we began to descend down a long staircase cut into the rock.
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