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Three men were standing in line to get into heaven one day.
Three men were standing in a line to get into heaven one day. Apparently it had been a pretty busy day, though, so St. Peter had to tell the first one, “Heaven’s getting pretty close to full today, and I’ve been asked to only let people in who have had particularly horrible deaths. So what’s your story?”
The first man replies: “Well, for a while now I’ve suspected my wife has been cheating on me, so today I came home early to try to catch her red-handed. As I came into my 25th floor apartment, I could tell something was horribly wrong, but all my searching around did not reveal where this other guy could have been hiding. Finally, I went out to the balcony, and sure enough, there was this man hanging off the edge of the railing, 25 floors above ground! By now I was really mad, so I started beating on him and kicking him, but wouldn’t you know it, he wouldn’t fall off. So finally I gave up and went back into my apartment and got my hammer and starting hammering on his fingers one at a time.
Of course, he couldn’t stand that for long, so he let go and fell. Even after falling 25 stories, he fell into the bushes, stunned but perfectly fine. I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I ran into the kitchen, grabbed the refrigerator, and threw it over the edge where it landed on him, killing him instantly. But soon all the stress and anger got to me, and I had a heart attack and died right there on the balcony.”
“That sounds like a pretty bad day to me,” said St. Peter, and let the man in.
The second man comes up and Peter explains to him about heaven being full, and again asks for his story.
“It’s been a very strange day. You see, I live on the 26th floor of my apartment building, and every morning I do all of my daily exercises out on my balcony. Well, this morning I must have slipped or something, because I fell over the edge. But I got lucky, and caught the very edge of the railing of the balcony on the floor below me. I knew I couldn’t hang on to the railing for very long, when suddenly this man burst out onto the balcony.
I was relieved and thought for sure I was going to be saved, when he suddenly started beating on me and kicking me. I held on the best I possibly could until he ran into the apartment and grabbed a hammer and started pounding on my fingers one at a time. Finally I gave up trying and I just had to let go, but again I got really lucky and fell into the bushes below, stunned but all right. Just when I was thinking I really was going to be okay, this refrigerator comes falling out of the sky and crushes me instantly, and now I’m here.”
Once again, Peter had to concede that that sounded like a pretty horrible death.
The third man came to the front of the line, and again the whole process was repeated. Peter explained that heaven was full and asked for his story.
“Picture this,” says the third man, “I’m hiding naked inside a refrigerator
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Three men were standing in a line to get into heaven one day. Apparently it had been a pretty busy day, though, so St. Peter had to tell the first one, “Heaven’s getting pretty close to full today, and I’ve been asked to only let people in who have had particularly horrible deaths. So what’s your story?”
The first man replies: “Well, for a while now I’ve suspected my wife has been cheating on me, so today I came home early to try to catch her red-handed. As I came into my 25th floor apartment, I could tell something was horribly wrong, but all my searching around did not reveal where this other guy could have been hiding. Finally, I went out to the balcony, and sure enough, there was this man hanging off the edge of the railing, 25 floors above ground! By now I was really mad, so I started beating on him and kicking him, but wouldn’t you know it, he wouldn’t fall off. So finally I gave up and went back into my apartment and got my hammer and starting hammering on his fingers one at a time.
Of course, he couldn’t stand that for long, so he let go and fell. Even after falling 25 stories, he fell into the bushes, stunned but perfectly fine. I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I ran into the kitchen, grabbed the refrigerator, and threw it over the edge where it landed on him, killing him instantly. But soon all the stress and anger got to me, and I had a heart attack and died right there on the balcony.”
“That sounds like a pretty bad day to me,” said St. Peter, and let the man in.
The second man comes up and Peter explains to him about heaven being full, and again asks for his story.
“It’s been a very strange day. You see, I live on the 26th floor of my apartment building, and every morning I do all of my daily exercises out on my balcony. Well, this morning I must have slipped or something, because I fell over the edge. But I got lucky, and caught the very edge of the railing of the balcony on the floor below me. I knew I couldn’t hang on to the railing for very long, when suddenly this man burst out onto the balcony.
I was relieved and thought for sure I was going to be saved, when he suddenly started beating on me and kicking me. I held on the best I possibly could until he ran into the apartment and grabbed a hammer and started pounding on my fingers one at a time. Finally I gave up trying and I just had to let go, but again I got really lucky and fell into the bushes below, stunned but all right. Just when I was thinking I really was going to be okay, this refrigerator comes falling out of the sky and crushes me instantly, and now I’m here.”
Once again, Peter had to concede that that sounded like a pretty horrible death.
The third man came to the front of the line, and again the whole process was repeated. Peter explained that heaven was full and asked for his story.
“Picture this,” says the third man, “I’m hiding naked inside a refrigerator
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