riding in the car when it crashed into a tree.
Before anyone knows it, the three men found themselves standing before
the Pearly Gates of Heaven, where St. Peter and the Devil were
standing nearby.
"Gentlemen," the Devil started, "Due to the fact that Heaven is
now overcrowded, therefore St Peter has agreed to limit the number of
people entering Heaven. If anyone of you can ask me a question
which I don't know or cannot answer, then you're worthy enough to go
to Heaven; if not, then you'll come with me to Hell."
The philosopher then stepped up, "OK, give me the most comprehensive
report on Socrates' teachings," With a snap of his finger, a stack of
paper appeared next to the Devil. The philosopher read it and
concluded it was correct. "Then, go to Hell!" With another
snap of his finger, the philosopher disappeared.
The mathematician then asked, "Give me the most complicated formula
you can ever think of!" With a snap of his finger, another stack of
paper appeared. The mathematician read it and reluctantly agreed it
was correct. "Then, go to Hell!" With another snap of his finger, the
mathematician disappeared too.
The idiot then stepped forward and said, "Bring me a chair!"
The Devil brought forward a chair. "Drill 7 holes on the seat." The
Devil did just that. The idiot then sat on the chair and let out a
very loud fart. Standing up, he asked, "Which hole did my fart come out
from?"
The Devil inspected the seat and said, "The third hole from the right."
"Wrong," said the idiot, "it's from my asshole."
The idiot went to Heaven
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