Heavenly grass is blissfully tick-free

Heavenly Grass Blissfully Tick-Free, Residents Reveal

Heaven—In a groundbreaking revelation, long-time residents of the heavenly abode have confirmed that it is entirely safe to indulge in the ancient pastime of lying down on the luscious green grass that carpets the celestial realm. This revelation comes as a delightful surprise, as recent testimonials reveal that no ticks are permitted to roam beyond the glorious Pearly Gates.

For centuries, the concept of reclining on a lush meadow, basking under the azure sky, was tainted by the ever-present concern of tick-related inconveniences. However, angels and cherubs alike have joined forces to ensure that the gardens of paradise remain tick-free, granting eternal solace to their inhabitants.

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Former lawyer Archibald Featherwing-Jones

One such resident, Archibald Featherwing-Jones, a former lawyer with over four hundred years of celestial experience, spoke candidly about the idyllic tick-free conditions. “Oh, it’s positively divine,” he enthused. “I’ve spent eons frolicking on Heaven’s emerald fields, and not once have I encountered a pesky tick. It’s pure bliss!”

Another long-time resident, Seraphina Knowles, in life a seamstress and choir member renowned for her ethereal voice, expressed similar sentiments. “Resting upon the grassy knolls of Heaven is like a heavenly lullaby,” she sang. “No tick’s bothersome sting can disturb our eternal serenity.”

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Celebrated seamstress-cum-singer Seraphina Knowles

Intrigued by these testimonials, our intrepid reporter sought an audience with Saint Peter, the revered gatekeeper of Heaven. After a brief wait at the Pearly Gates, Saint Peter graciously agreed to share some insight into the celestial pest-control measures.

“Ticks? We don’t tolerate them here,” Saint Peter stated with unwavering conviction. “Heaven is a sanctuary of peace, joy, and tick-free zones. Our divine intervention ensures that no ticks gain access to our magnificent realm. It’s part of the package deal for the blessed souls who enter through these gates.”

Saint Peter ain’t kiddin’

With such resolute assurances from the celestial authorities themselves, readers can confidently revel in the soothing embrace of Heaven’s grass without the vexations of tick-bites.

As the tale of tick-free tranquility in Heaven concludes, we offer our readers a tantalizing promise of a future story that will delve into the lesser-known conditions prevailing “in that other place.” In the spirit of unbiased reporting, we shall explore the fascinating circumstances awaiting the souls who find themselves in a realm that, though not Heaven, may possess its very own unique attributes.

Stay tuned as we unveil the secrets of the unknown in our upcoming special feature!

Vigoty Ligoty IV

Monsieur Vigoty Ligoty IV, a distinguished senior staff member at TWO, was born in 1723 to an ancient aristocratic family in Budapest, Hungary. In his forties, M. Ligoty relocated to Neuilly-sur-Seine, where he eventually learned his letters. From then on, he dedicated all of his time and bent his efforts toward cultivating his literary skills and indulging the habit of drinking absinthe in the company of scantily clad mademoiselles at various shady Parisian establishments. Although he tragically did not survive the French Revolution, M. Ligoty’s passion for his literary craft and worldly pursuits remains undiminished to this day.