Stop me if you’ve heard this one….

by allthoughtswork

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It got crowded in heaven, so Saint Peter decided to accept only people who’d had a really bad day on the day they died. On the first morning of the new policy, Saint Peter said to the first man in line, “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 from work to catch her in the act. I searched all over the apartment and couldn’t find her lover anywhere. Finally, I went out on the balcony where I 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 and survived. Furious, I went back inside, picked up the refrigerator, and pushed it out over the balcony. It crushed him, but the strain of lifting the fridge gave me a heart attack and I died.”

Saint Peter couldn’t deny this was an awful day and that it was a crime of passion, so he let the man enter heaven. He then asked the next man in line about he day he died.

“Well, sir, it was terrible. I was doing calisthenics on the balcony of my apartment when I slipped over the edge. I managed to grab the balcony of the apartment below me but then some maniac came out and started pounding on my fingers with a hammer! I fell, but I landed in some bushes and lived. But then the guy came out again and dropped a refrigerator on my head! That did it.”

Saint Peter chuckled a bit, and let him into heaven. “Tell me about the day you died,” he asked the third man.

“Okay, picture this. I’m naked, hiding in a refrigerator…”

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