Subj : What a way to go
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Three men were standing in line to get into heaven one day. It had
been a pretty busy day, though, so Peter had to tell the first one,
"Heaven's getting pretty close to full today, and I've been asked
to admit only people who have had particularly horrible deaths. So
what's your story?"

So the first man replies: "Well, for a while I've suspected my wife
has been cheating on me, so today I came home early to try to catch
her red-handed. As I came into my 25th floor apartment, I could
tell something was wrong, but all my searching around didn't reveal
where this other guy could have been hiding. Finally, I went out to
the balcony, and sure enough, there was this man hanging off the
railing, 25 floors above ground! By now I was really mad, so I
started beating on him and kicking him, but wouldn't you know it,
he wouldn't fall off. So finally got a hammer and starting
hammering on his fingers. Of course, he couldn't stand that for
long, so he let go and fell. But he fell into the bushes, stunned
but okay. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I ran into the kitchen,
grabbed the fridge and threw it over the edge where it landed on
him, killing him instantly. But all the stress and anger got to me,
and I had a heart attack and died there on the balcony."

"That sounds like a pretty bad day to me," said Peter, and let the man in.

The second man comes up and Peter explains to him about heaven
being full, and again asks for his story.

"It's been a very strange day. You see, I live on the 26th floor of
my apartment building, and every morning I do my exercises out on
my balcony. Well, this morning I must have slipped or something,
because I fell over the edge. But I got lucky, and caught the
railing of the balcony on the floor below me. I knew I couldn't
hang on for very long, when suddenly this crazy man burst out onto
the balcony. I thought for sure I was saved, but he started beating
on me and kicking me. I held on the best I could until he ran into
the apartment and grabbed a hammer and started pounding on my
hands. Finally I let go, but again I got lucky and fell into the
bushes below, stunned but all right. Just when I was thinking I was
going to be okay, this refrigerator comes falling out of the sky
and...here I am."

Once again, Peter had to concede that that sounded like a pretty
horrible death.

The third man came to the front of the line, and again the whole process was
repeated, Peter explaining that heaven was full and asking for his story.

"Picture this," says the third man, "I'm hiding naked inside a refrigerator..."