To: Peter S. Maroulis who wrote (13856 ) 3/21/2000 8:16:00 AM From: John Carragher Respond to of 62551
It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided to change the > admittance policy. The new law was that, in order to get into Heaven, > you had to have a real bummer of a day when you died. The policy would > go into effect at noon the next day. > The next day at 12:01, the first person came to the gates of Heaven. The > Angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, promptly said to the man, > "Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day was going when > you died." > "No problem," the man said. "I came home to my 25th floor apartment on > my lunch hour and caught my wife half naked. She appeared to be having > an affair, but her lover was nowhere in sight. I immediately began > searching for him. My wife was yelling at me as I searched the entire > apartment. Just as I was about to give up, I happened to glance out onto > the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by > his fingertips! The nerve of that guy! > Well, I ran out onto the balcony and stomped on his fingers until he > fell to the ground. But wouldn't you know it, he landed in some trees > and bushes that broke his fall and he didn't die. This ticked > me off even more. In a rage, I went back inside to get the first thing I > could get my hands on to throw at him. Oddly enough, the first thing I > thought of was the refrigerator. I unplugged it, pushed it out onto the > balcony, and tipped it over the side. It plummeted 25 stories and > crushed him! The excitement of the moment was so great that I had a > heart attack and died almost instantly." > The Angel sat back and thought a moment. Technically, the guy did have a > bad day. It was a crime of passion. So, the Angel announced, "OK, sir. > Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven," and let him in. > A few seconds later the next guy came up. The Angel said before I can > let you in, I need to hear about what your day was like when you died." > "No problem said the second man". But you're not going to believe this. > I was on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily > exercises. I had been under a lot of pressure so I was really pushing > hard to relieve my stress. I guess I got a little carried away, slipped, > and accidentally fell over the side! Luckily, I was able to catch myself > by the fingertips on the balcony below mine." "But all of a sudden this > crazy man comes running out of his apartment, starts cussing, and stomps > on my fingers. Well, of course I fell. I hit some trees and bushes at > the bottom which broke my fall so I didn't die right away." "As I'm > laying there face up on the ground, unable to move, and in excruciating > pain, I see this guy push his REFRIGERATOR, of all things, off the > balcony. It falls the 25 floors and lands on top of me, killing me > instantly." The Angel is quietly laughing to himself as the man finishes > his story. "I could get used to this new policy," he thinks to himself. > "Very well," the Angel announces. "Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven," > and he lets the man enter. > A few seconds later, a third man comes up to the gate. The angel says, > please tell me how you died" The third man says, "OK, picture this. I'm > naked, hiding inside a refrigerator...."