Hell

One day a guy dies and finds himself in hell. As he is wallowing in despair, he has his first meeting with The Devil …

The Devil: Why so glum?

Guy: Why do you think? I’m in hell.

The Devil: Hell’s not so bad. We actually have a lot of fun down here … You a drinking’ man?

Guy: Sure, I love to drink.

The Devil: Well you’re gonna love Mondays. On Mondays that’s all we do is drink. Whiskey, tequila, beer … we drink until we throw up and then we drink some more! It doesn’t matter because you’re already dead!

Guy: Gee that sounds great.

The Devil: You a smoker?

Guy: Yes

The Devil: You’re going to love Tuesdays. We get the finest cigars from all over the world and smoke our lungs out! If you get cancer – who cares! You’re already dead!

Guy: Wow!

The Devil: I bet you like to gamble.

Guy: Why yes, as a matter of fact I do.

The Devil: Wednesdays you can gamble all you want … blackjack, roulette, poker, whatever … If you lose your shirt … who cares!

Guy: Amazing!

The Devil: You into drugs?

Guy: You don’t mean …

The Devil: Yes, Thursdays are drug days. Help yourself to a great all the drugs that your want! Who cares … you’re dead!

Guy: I never realized Hell was such a swingin’ place!!

The Devil: You gay?

Guy: No.

The Devil: Ooooh – you’re gonna hate Fridays …

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