Heaven



Three men were standing in line to get into heaven one day.
Apparently it had been a pretty busy day, though, so Peter had
to tell the first one, "Heaven's getting pretty close to full
today, and I've been asked to admit only people who have had
particularly horrible deaths. So what's your story?"

So the first man replies: "Well, for a while 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 wrong, but all my searching around
didn't 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 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
went back into my apartment and got a hammer and starting
hammering on his fingers. Of course, he couldn't stand that for
long, so he let go and fell -- but even after 25 stories, he fell
into the bushes, stunned but okay. 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 all the stress and anger got to me, and I had a heart attack
and died there on the balcony."

"That sounds like a pretty bad day to me," said 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 my 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 railing of the balcony on the floor below me. I knew
I couldn't hang on for very long, when suddenly this man burst out
onto the balcony. I thought for sure I was saved, when he started
beating on me and kicking me. I held on the best I could until
he ran into the apartment and grabbed a hammer and started pounding
on my hands. Finally I just let go, but again I got lucky and
fell into the bushes below, stunned but all right. Just when I
was thinking I 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 it sounded like a pretty horrible
death and let him in.

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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