St. Peter continued to explain, "The person who
can tell the best story how they died will be the
one who comes in to heaven today." The gentlemen
thought this was fair.

The first man stood up to St. Peter and began:
"I knew my wife was cheating on me, I rushed home
from work, flew open the door and there she was,
lying on the couch, naked. I knew I caught her!
I ran all through the apartment. Upstairs,
downstairs, under the bed, in the closets,
Nothing! I was just about to apologize to her
when I heard a Scratch, Scratch, Scratch at the
window. I opened the window and there he was,
hanging from the windowsill. I grabbed a skillet
and banged him on the head. I watched him fall
down down down, but he landed in some bushes. I
was still flaming with adrenaline! I edged our
refrigerator over to the window and it was just
about to fall when I noticed my coat was hooked
to the frige. So down I fall to my death."

St. Peter couldn't help but be shocked! He said,
"That was a great story! You are sure to be the
winner today."

The next man steps up and says, "Well, I was a
window washerman. I was doing my job one
afternoon when all of a sudden the ropes broke and
I'm falling to my death. I had my arms raised up
to God praying to catch me. At one moment my
hands caught a window ledge, I was saved!! I was
giving my thanks and trying to get the people
inside to open the window by scratching at the
window when all of a sudden a crazy man opened the
window and beaned me with a skillet. Once again I
was falling to my death. But once again, I was
being watched. I fell into a nice group of bushes.
As I opened my eyes to thank God, a refrigerator
was screaming down at me. That is my story."

St. Peter was stunned. He looked at the last man
and said, "You better have a good story, because
the last man had a doozy!"

The last man smiled and said, "OK, picture this,
Naked, hiding in a refrigerator, "

ha ha ha!

;d ;d ;d ;d ;d

beautiful

Lol

Lol

I need choc milk to read this seriously