THIS IS A NONPARTISAN JOKE THAT CAN BE ENJOYED BY BOTH
PARTIES! NOT ONLY THAT, it is POLITICALLY CORRECT!!
While walking down the street one day a US senator is
tragically hit by a truck and dies.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the
entrance.
'Welcome to heaven,' says St. Peter. 'Before
you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a
high official around these parts, you see, so we're not
sure what to do with you.'
'No problem, just let me in,' says the man.
'Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher
up. What we'll do is have you spen d one day in hell and
one in heaven. Then you can choose
where to spend eternity.'
'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in
heaven,' says the senator.
'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.'
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he
goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds
himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the
distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all
his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to
greet him, Shake his hand, and reminisce about the good
times they had while getting Rich at the expense of the
people.
They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster,
caviar and champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly
guy who has a good time dancing a nd telling jokes. They are
having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is
time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the
elevator rises...
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven
where St. Peter is waiting for him.
'Now it's time to visit heaven.'
So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of
contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp
and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it,
the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
'Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and
another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.'
The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers:
'Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven
has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in
hell.'
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down,
down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle
of a hot barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the
trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from
above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his
shoulder. 'I don't understand,' stammers the
senator. 'Yesterday I was here and there was a golf
course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank
champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's
just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable.
What happened?'
The devil looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we
were campaigning. Today you voted.'
PARTIES! NOT ONLY THAT, it is POLITICALLY CORRECT!!
While walking down the street one day a US senator is
tragically hit by a truck and dies.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the
entrance.
'Welcome to heaven,' says St. Peter. 'Before
you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a
high official around these parts, you see, so we're not
sure what to do with you.'
'No problem, just let me in,' says the man.
'Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher
up. What we'll do is have you spen d one day in hell and
one in heaven. Then you can choose
where to spend eternity.'
'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in
heaven,' says the senator.
'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.'
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he
goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds
himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the
distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all
his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to
greet him, Shake his hand, and reminisce about the good
times they had while getting Rich at the expense of the
people.
They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster,
caviar and champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly
guy who has a good time dancing a nd telling jokes. They are
having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is
time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the
elevator rises...
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven
where St. Peter is waiting for him.
'Now it's time to visit heaven.'
So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of
contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp
and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it,
the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
'Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and
another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.'
The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers:
'Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven
has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in
hell.'
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down,
down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle
of a hot barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the
trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from
above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his
shoulder. 'I don't understand,' stammers the
senator. 'Yesterday I was here and there was a golf
course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank
champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's
just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable.
What happened?'
The devil looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we
were campaigning. Today you voted.'
