Post by Ruger Redhawk on Aug 14, 2005 11:29:35 GMT -5
Jesse Jackson Dies!
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He immediately goes to hell, where the devil is waiting for him.
"I don't know what to do here," says the devil.
"You are on my list, but have no room for you.
You definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what I'm going to
do. I've got a couple of folks here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll
let one of them go, but you have to take their place.
I'll even let YOU decide who leaves."
Jesse thought that sounded pretty good, so the devil opened
the door to the first room.
In it, was Ted Kennedy and a large pool of water.
He kept diving in, and surfacing, empty handed. Over, and over, and over he
dove in and surfaced with nothing.
Such was his fate in hell.
"No," Jesse said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer, and I
don't think I could do that all day long."
The devil led him to the door of the next room.
In it was Al Gore with a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did
was swing that hammer, time after time after time.
"No, this is no good, I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in
constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day," commented Jesse.
The devil opened a third door.
Through it, Jesse saw Bill Clinton, lying on the floor with his arms
tied over his head, and his legs restrained in a spread-eagle pose.
Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing what she does best.
Jesse looked at this in shocked disbelief, and finally said, "Yeah man, I
can handle this."
The devil smiled and said . . . . . . . . . (This is priceless)
"OK, Monica, you're free to go."
LOL. Ruger Redhawk
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He immediately goes to hell, where the devil is waiting for him.
"I don't know what to do here," says the devil.
"You are on my list, but have no room for you.
You definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what I'm going to
do. I've got a couple of folks here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll
let one of them go, but you have to take their place.
I'll even let YOU decide who leaves."
Jesse thought that sounded pretty good, so the devil opened
the door to the first room.
In it, was Ted Kennedy and a large pool of water.
He kept diving in, and surfacing, empty handed. Over, and over, and over he
dove in and surfaced with nothing.
Such was his fate in hell.
"No," Jesse said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer, and I
don't think I could do that all day long."
The devil led him to the door of the next room.
In it was Al Gore with a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did
was swing that hammer, time after time after time.
"No, this is no good, I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in
constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day," commented Jesse.
The devil opened a third door.
Through it, Jesse saw Bill Clinton, lying on the floor with his arms
tied over his head, and his legs restrained in a spread-eagle pose.
Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing what she does best.
Jesse looked at this in shocked disbelief, and finally said, "Yeah man, I
can handle this."
The devil smiled and said . . . . . . . . . (This is priceless)
"OK, Monica, you're free to go."
LOL. Ruger Redhawk
