“What’s the weather like in heaven?”
The temperature of Heaven is 525 C. Personal air conditioning is provided. (However, Hell is much hotter, and none of their air conditioners work because they get the incompetent maintenance people.)
Where’s the halfpipe I was promised back in 2001?
The theory I always liked was that Jesus was just doodling in the sand, ignoring everyone else. Those preparing to throw stones came to the realization that he was right, and left.
*What the bloody Hell am I doing HERE??
and, what religion is the Big Guy?
Do I really get to judge the angels? Where’s my robe and gavel?
Do babies in Heaven grow up? (They would have to, wouldn’t they? Who the heck wants to spend eternity unable to walk or talk?)
Which way to the concert hall where the Johann Strauss Orchestra is playing?
I want to go to the Rock 'n Roll Heaven–you know, they’ve got a hell of a band.
Speaking of classical music…
Has Schubert ever finished his “Unfinished” Symphony?
If I managed to make it to heaven, I don’t think I would be very happy there, knowing that loved ones were in Hell.
1)This one is kinda hard to express, but here goes: Say one person wants something, and another doesn’t. Everyone gets to be happy in heaven, right? So which one wins? How can both be happy? For example, say some guy wanted to sleep with a certain girl. However, she doesn’t want to sleep with him. So what happens? How can both be happy? Is one of their mind’s changed? If so, which one?
2)Can I go back now? Heaven is supposed to be perfect, but that an just get boring after awhile. Besides, I would have to act all perfect all the time, and just wouldn’t like that…I do like my guilty pleasures.
Cecil? Is that really you?
If I was gay, but I fought my sinful desires all my life and never had sex with another guy ever, and I got to heaven, would I get to have sex with guys then?
Why are there mosquitoes?
No really. That’s all I want to know.
The questions are all about Earth.
That part is over, now.
So, what’s next? I mean, we should get started on whatever it is that you wanted us up here for! I’m ready.
Oh, and where’s my Sweetie Pie? (I do have to talk with her, Lord, before we get started. OK?)
Tris
Do you have bagpipes here?
Can I talk to the whales now?
Can I go with you the next time you make a nova?
Can I visit Hell?
Why, exactly, did you let me in?
Where are all the hot guys?
Not if you have to pay for the beer. :eek: 
What’s the unit of currency anyhow?
Spiratu and vanilla, any more room there? I’d like to join you, if that’s okay.
When do we eat?
The last three answers I got when I asked God "Why? were:
A: For entertainment.
B: So, watch out.
C: He, too, is my beloved son.
Did you create this universe on the first try, or were there some warm-up experiments first?
or…
Is this universe the trial run, and somewhere else there’s a universe with all the bugs worked out?
And Spiratu, you described my idea of what heaven would be like exactly.