[ASH...HOUSEWARES]

While walking down the street one day a US senator is tragically hit by a truck

and dies. His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.



'Welcome to heaven,' says St. Peter. 'Before you settle in, it seems there is a

problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not

sure what to do with you.'



'No problem, just let me in,' says the man.



'Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you

spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend

eternity.'



'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,' says the senator.



'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.'



And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down

to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf

course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it

are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.



Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his

hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting
rich at the

expense of the people.



They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar, and

champagne.



Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time

dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he

realizes it, the 24 hours are up and it is time to go.



Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the
elevator rises...



The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St.Peter is

waiting for him.



'Now it's time to visit heaven.'



So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving

from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and,

before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.



'Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your

eternity.'



The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: 'Well, I would never have

said it before, I mean heaven has bee
n delightful, but I think I would be better

off in hell.'



So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.



Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the mid
dle of a barren land

covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags,

picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from

above. The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. 'I

don't understand,' stammers the senator. 'Yesterday I was here and there was a

golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne,

and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage

and my friends look miserable. What happened?'



The devil looks at hi
m, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we were

campaigning...... Today you voted.'





REMENBER THIS WHEN YOUR VOTING, DON'T BE FOOLED BY A SMOOTH TALKER AND OUT RIGHT LIAR

[tbone]

sounds like hilary clinton. ROFL!!

[The Franchise]

hahahaah thats great. Gave me a good laugh