There were these three guys who died at the same time, and they were all standing in front of the Pearly Gates when St. Peter approached them. “We're getting a little full up here,” St. Peter admitted, “so I'm afraid we can only take you if you died a really weird death.”

So the first guy came up and says, “Well, I died a pretty weird death. I was going home early to my apartment on the thirty-fourth floor of my building, because I knew my wife was cheating on me, and I suspected the guy was there. I spent hours searching the apartment, but I just couldn't find him…until I saw some guy hanging from a flagpole outside. I started hitting and kicking the guy, but he had a good grip and wouldn't let go. So I went and got a broom and started to beat him with it until finally he let go, but he landed in some bushes and survived. So I picked up my refrigerator and dropped it on him, and at that point I had a heart attack and died.”

St. Peter said, “Well, umm…I guess that sure qualifies, so you can go in.”

Then the next guy came up and told his story: “I was mopping my patio on the forty-forth floor of my building when I slipped, but on the way down I managed to catch a flagpole. I had hung there for hours when this guy came out to yell at me. I thought I was saved, but he just started hitting and kicking me! He got a broom and started hitting me in the head with it until I finally let go, but I fell on some bushes and survived. I thought I was saved until a refrigerator landed on me and killed me dead.”

St. Peter said, “Okay, that's pretty weird, too, so you can go in.”

Then the last guy came up and said, “Okay, imagine this: I'm naked in a refrigerator…”

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