Guest guest Posted May 30, 2001 Report Share Posted May 30, 2001 Three men stood by the Golden Gate and St. said, " Sorry, we're all filled up so only one of you can come into heaven. So, out of you three, the one who had the most tragic death of all may enter and the rest of you had better put on some sunscreen. The first man spoke, " Well I am a newlywed and I tend to get jealous of my wife and her male friends, so I forbid her to see any of them while I was at work. But today I came home early and saw two wine glasses on the coffee table and when I asked my wife what was going on, she blushed and was silent. I searched the entire house for her male friend and finally I spotted someone's hands grasping the railing on our balcony. In a fit of rage I stomped on the hands until the rascal fell 15 stories down into the BFI bin below. When I realized he was still alive, I unhooked my fridge and threw it over the railing. In the process of doing this, I had a heart attack. " St. replied, " Wow, that's too bad. Next? " The second man began to speak, " I am a window washer and I was minding my own business and washing the 17th story windows at an apartment when my safety rope snapped and I began to fall. I reached out and in a stroke of luck, grabbed onto a balcony railing on the 15th story. I was trying to catch my breath and waited for someone to rescue me when some lunatic started to stomp on my hands until I lost my grip and fell into the BFI bin below. I opened my eyes in disbelief only to see a fridge come crashing down onto my head. " St. replied, " My, my... that is bad. Next? " The third man spoke last, " Well, I was hiding in the fridge when... " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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