So heres one for the time of the year!
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 the 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
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 the 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
