While walking down the street one day a US senator is
tragically hit by a truck and dies. His soul arrives
in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you
settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see
a high official around these parts, you see, so we're
not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the man.
"Well, I'd like to but I have orders from higher up.
What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and
one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend
eternity."
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in
heaven," says the senator.
"I'm sorry but we have our rules."
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator
and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open
and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf
course. In the distance is a club and standing in
front of it are all his friends and other politicians
who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run
to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the
good times they had while getting rich at expense of
the people.
They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on
lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very
friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having
such a good time that, before he realizes it, it is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while
the elevator rises..
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on
heaven where St.
Peter is waiting for him.
"Now it's time to visit heaven."
So, 24 hours pass with the head of state joining a
group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and
singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours
have gone by and St. Peter returns.
"Well then, you've spent a day in hell and another in
heaven. Now choose your eternity."
The senator reflects for a minute, then the senator
answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has
been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes
down, down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the
middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his
friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and
putting it in black bags.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around
his shoulder.
I don't understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday
I was here and there was a golf course and club, and we ate lobster
and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now all
there is is a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look
miserable. What happened?"
The devil looks at him, smiles and says,
"Yesterday we were campaigning...... Today you voted
for us!"
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Tenri Death
Ya Ya i know shut up skinny necro boy  |
