I thought this would be a humorous break from studying!
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> >
> >How I Got Into Heaven...
> >------------------------
> >
> >Three men were standing in line to get into heaven one day. Apparently 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 I went back into my
> >apartment and 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 even
> >after 25 stories, 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
> >man burst out onto the balcony. I thought for sure I was saved, when 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 just 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 crushes me
> >instantly, and now I'm here."
> >
> >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 explained that heaven was full and asked for his story.
> >
> >"Picture this," says the third man, "I'm hiding naked inside a
> >refrigerator..."
> >
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