Curious, Budi decided to explore the various hells and see how they compared. His first stop was Australian hell, where he asked an Aussie, "What are you doing here?"
The Australian replied, "First, we're put on the electric chair for an hour. Then seated on a nail chair for another hour. Then doused with gasoline and set on fire. Finally, the British demons appear and whip us for the rest of the day."
Budi shuddered but continued his tour. He visited American, Japanese, Russian, and British hells, finding them all eerily similar in their torments. Finally, he arrived at Indonesian hell, where he was shocked to see a long queue of people from various countries eagerly waiting their turn to enter.
Puzzled, Budi asked someone in line, "What are you going to do here?"
The person responded, "First, we're put on the electric chair for an hour. Then seated on a nail chair for another hour. Then doused with gasoline and set on fire. Lastly, the Indonesian demons appear and whip us all day."
Confused, Budi said, "But that's exactly the same as the other hells. Why are so many people lining up to get in here?"
The person in line grinned and explained, "Here, the service is terrible. The electric chairs don't work because the power's always out. There aren't any nail chairs, just the nails, because the chairs are always being fought over. And there's no gasoline, thanks to soaring prices. Plus, the head demon used to be a member of the DPR, so he just comes in, signs attendance, and goes home."
Suddenly, it all made sense to Budi. In the end, he decided to stay in Indonesian hell, where he'd be among the familiar inefficiencies and chaos of home. Despite the various hells' similarities, Budi found comfort in the quirks that made his own hell unique.
As Budi settled in, he couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of his situation. Who would have thought that, even in the afterlife, a little national pride and local flavor could make all the difference?
The story of Budi's infernal journey spread throughout hell, and soon, people from all over the world were clamoring to experience the unique charms of Indonesian hell for themselves. It was a bizarre and hilarious turn of events that left everyone wondering if perhaps the key to surviving the afterlife was simply to embrace the peculiarities that made their own cultures special.
And so, Budi's comical adventures in the underworld became an unexpected beacon of hope and laughter for the damned. His hilarious tale proved that, even in the darkest depths of hell, there's always room for a little levity and a touch of home.
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