Heaven's New Rule

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  1. camaro6662

    camaro6662 Veteran Member Lifetime Gold Member

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    Feb 29, 2004
    Jackson Ga
    Heaven's new rule...

    It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided to
    change the admittance policy. The new law was that in order to get into
    Heaven, you had to have a really bad day on the day that you died. The
    policy would go into effect at noon the next day.

    So, the next day at 12:01 the first person came to the gates of
    Heaven. The Angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, promptly
    asked the man, "Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day
    was going when you died."

    "No problem," the man said. "I came home to my 25th-floor
    apartment on my lunch hour and caught my wife having an affair. But her
    lover was nowhere in sight. I immediately began searching for him. My
    wife was half naked and yelling at me as I searched the entire apartment.
    Just as I was about to give up, I happened to glance out onto
    the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by
    his fingertips! The nerve of that guy! Well, I ran out onto the balcony and
    stomped on his fingers until he fell to the ground. But wouldn't you know it,
    he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his fall and he didn't die.
    This ticked me off even more. In a rage, I went back inside to get the first
    heavy thing I could get my hands on to throw at him. Oddly enough, the first
    thing I thought of was the refrigerator. I unplugged it, pushed it out onto the balcony,
    and tipped it over the side. It plummeted 25 stories and crushed him! The
    excitement of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack and died
    almost instantly.."

    The Angel sat back and thought a moment. Technically, the guy did have
    a bad day. It was a crime of passion. So, the Angel announced, "OK,
    sir. Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven," and let him in.

    A few seconds later the next guy came up. To the Angel's surprise, it was Donald

    "Mr. Trump, before I can let you in, I need to hear about what your day was like when
    you died."

    Trump said, "No problem. But you're not going to believe this. I was on the balcony
    of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a lot of pressure
    so I was really pushing hard to relieve my stress. I guess I got a little carried away,
    slipped, and accidentally fell over the side! Luckily, I was able to catch myself by the
    fingertips on the balcony below mine. But all of a sudden this crazy man comes
    running out of his apartment, starts cussing, and stomps on my fingers. Well, of course I
    fell. I hit some trees and bushes at the bottom, which broke my fall, so I didn't die right away.
    As I'm lying there face up on the ground, unable to move and in excruciating pain, I see this
    guy push his refrigerator, of all things, off the balcony. It falls the 25 floors and lands on top of
    me, killing me instantly."

    The Angel is quietly laughing to himself as Trump finishes his story.

    "I could get used to this new policy," he thinks to himself.

    "Very well," the Angel announces. "Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven," and he lets Trump enter.

    A few seconds later, Bill Clinton comes up to the gate. The Angel is almost too shocked to speak.
    Thoughts of assassination and war pour through the Angel's head. Finally he says, "Mr. President,
    please tell me what it was like the day you died."

    Clinton says, "OK, picture this. I'm naked, inside a refrigerator......"

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