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Hey, Mods, can you let this ride?
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
clubhouse 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 senator
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 he 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 as more trash falls
from above.
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 clubhouse,
and we ate lobster and caviar, drank
champagne and danced and had a great
time. Now there's just 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."
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