The Loony Bin
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Wed, 27 Aug 1997 01:38:17 +0100
Hiya People...
Here are some folks having a really bad day...
Wishes & Dreams...
- ANDREA
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------- Forwarded foolishness follows -------
St. Peter was standing at the pearly gates and said to the first man:
"Tell me about the day you died".
The man said, "Oh, it was awful. I was sure my wife was having an
affair, so I came home early to catch her. I searched all over the
apartment and couldn't find him anywhere. So I went out on the balcony -
we live on the 25th floor - and found this man hanging over the edge by
his fingertips.
I went inside, got a hammer, and started hitting his hands. He fell but
landed in some bushes. So I got the refrigerator and pushed it over the
balcony and it crushed him. The strain of the act gave me a heart
attack, and I died."
St. Peter couldn't deny that this was a pretty bad day and that it was a
crime of passion, so he let the man in. He then asked the next man in
line about his day.
"Well, sir, it was awful", said the second man. "I was doing aerobics on
the balcony of my 26th-floor apartment when I slipped over the edge. I
managed to grab the balcony of the apartment below, but some maniac came
out and started pounding my fingers. I landed on some bushes. But then
the guy dropped a refrigerator on me!"
St. Peter chuckled, let him into heaven and decided he could really
start to enjoy this job.
"Tell me about the day you died", he said to the third man in line.
"OK, picture this. I'm naked, hiding inside of a refrigerator..."