Me: What exactly did I do to get put in this place? This prison planet? Run by evil guards who took over Hell and have basically already killed me in a slow tormenting way?

God: Did?

Me: Why exactly do you hate me?

God: ...

Me: Why are the angels who protect some people, now why are they trying to kill me?

God: If they wanted you killed, don't you think they would have it done?

Me: No.

God: Why not?

Me: Because they're retarded?