10-08-2003, 05:10 AM
An oldie but goodie:
St. Peter stands at the Pearly Gates, listening to each soul's story of their last moments in life and deciding whether they're fit to enter Heaven or not. This day is much like any other, until one particularly morose soul reaches the front of the line.
"Hail, poor soul, what troubles thee?" St. Peter asks the man.
"Oh, this is all a mistake!" the man replies. "I can't be dead! I had suspected that my wife was having an affair, so I came home early. When I entered our apartment and saw her lying in bed, wearing lingerie at three in the afternoon, I knew I had been right! I tore through our apartment, looking for the SOB who was sleeping with my wife, but I couldn't find him. But, just then I heard the building's front door opening. I had never seen the man exiting before, so he must have been the SOB! So I ran to the kitchen, hauled the refrigerator to the window, and dropped it on his head. Unfortunately, the refrigerator's power cord caught around my ankle and dragged me out with it."
St. Peter considers the man's story, and eventually decides to let him into Heaven.
The next man approaches, and St. Peter asks him about his last moments.
"Idunno, man," he says. "I was just visiting my mother - she has the cancer, you know? And as I left her apartment, something heavy hit me - BAM- like that."
St. Peter clucks at this, not being a believer of coincidences, but lets the man into Heaven.
A third man approaches, and St. Peter asks him how he came to be there.
The man looks down and says, "Well, I was hiding in this refrigerator, see..."
St. Peter stands at the Pearly Gates, listening to each soul's story of their last moments in life and deciding whether they're fit to enter Heaven or not. This day is much like any other, until one particularly morose soul reaches the front of the line.
"Hail, poor soul, what troubles thee?" St. Peter asks the man.
"Oh, this is all a mistake!" the man replies. "I can't be dead! I had suspected that my wife was having an affair, so I came home early. When I entered our apartment and saw her lying in bed, wearing lingerie at three in the afternoon, I knew I had been right! I tore through our apartment, looking for the SOB who was sleeping with my wife, but I couldn't find him. But, just then I heard the building's front door opening. I had never seen the man exiting before, so he must have been the SOB! So I ran to the kitchen, hauled the refrigerator to the window, and dropped it on his head. Unfortunately, the refrigerator's power cord caught around my ankle and dragged me out with it."
St. Peter considers the man's story, and eventually decides to let him into Heaven.
The next man approaches, and St. Peter asks him about his last moments.
"Idunno, man," he says. "I was just visiting my mother - she has the cancer, you know? And as I left her apartment, something heavy hit me - BAM- like that."
St. Peter clucks at this, not being a believer of coincidences, but lets the man into Heaven.
A third man approaches, and St. Peter asks him how he came to be there.
The man looks down and says, "Well, I was hiding in this refrigerator, see..."
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