The policy would go into effect at noon the next day. So, at 12:01 the next day, a man approaches the gates of Heaven. The Angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, promptly asks: "Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day was going when you died."
"It was awful," the man says. "I came home to my 25th floor apartment on my lunch hour and caught my wife having an affair. But her lover was nowhere in sight. I immediately began searching for him. My wife was half naked and yelling at me as I searched the entire apartment.
Just as I was about to give up, I happened to glance out onto the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by his fingertips! The nerve of that guy! Well, I ran out onto the balcony and stomped on his fingers until he fell to the ground. But wouldn't you know it, he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his fall and he didn't die
This ticked me off even more. In a rage, I went back inside to get the first thing I could get my hands on to throw at him. Oddly enough, the first thing I thought of was the refrigerator. I unplugged it, pushed it out onto the balcony, and tipped it over on its side. It plummeted 25 stories and crushed him! The strain and excitement of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack. I must have died instantly."
The Angel sat back and thought a moment. Although the guy had committed a crime of passion, technically the guy did have a bad day. So, the Angel announces, "OK sir. Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven," and lets him in.
A few minutes later a second guy approaches the gate. To the Angel's surprise, it is Vernon Jordan. "Mr. Jordan, before I can let you in, I need to hear about what your day was like when you died."
Jordan says, "No problem. But you're not going to believe this. I was on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a lot of pressure so I was exercising really hard. I guess I got a little carried away, slipped, and accidentally fell over the side! Luckily, I was able to catch myself by the fingertips on the balcony below mine. But all of a sudden this crazy man comes running out of his apartment, starts cussing, and stomps on my fingers. Well, of course I fell. I hit some trees and bushes at the bottom, which broke my fall, so I didn't die right away. As I'm lying there face up on the ground, unable to move and in excruciating pain, I see this guy push his refrigerator of all things off the balcony. It falls the 25 floors and lands on top of me killing me instantly."
The Angel is quietly laughing to himself as Jordan finishes his story. "I like this new policy," he thinks to himself. "Very well," the Angel announces. "Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven," and he lets Jordan enter.
A few seconds later, President Clinton appears at the gate. The Angel is too shocked to imagine what has happened to HIM. Thoughts of assassination and war pass through the Angel's head. Finally he says "Mr. President, do you mind my asking what it was like the day you died?" Clinton says, "OK, picture this. I'm naked inside a refrigerator..."
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