Just deserts ( after death experiences)

I mentioned this one in another thread but thought everyone deserves a read.


George Bush has a heart attack and dies.
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> He 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 I have
>no room for you. You definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you
>what I'm going to do.
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> I've got three 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. George thought that sounded pretty
>good, so he agreed.
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> The devil opened the first room: in it was Richard Nixon and
>a large pool of water. He kept diving in and surfacing empty-handed
>over and over and over. Such was his fate in hell. "No!" George
>said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer and don't think I
>could do that all day long."
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> The devil led him to the next room: in it was Tony Blair with
>a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that
>hammer, time after time after time. "No, I've got this problem with
>my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I could do was
>break rocks all day!"
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> The devil opened a third door. In it, George saw Bill
>Clinton, lying on the floor with his arms staked over his head, and
>his legs staked in a spread eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica
>Lewinsky, doing what she does best. George Bush looked at this in
>disbelief for a while and finally said "Yeah, I can handle this."
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> The devil smiled and said.........
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> Ok Monica, you're free to go"