This one had me laughing for quite a few minutes. Enjoy.

It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God
decided to change the admittance policy. The new
law was that, in order to get into Heaven, you had
to have a real bummer of a day when you died. The
policy would go into effect at noon the next day.

The next day at 12:01am, the first person came to
the gates of Heaven. The Angel at the gate,
remembering the new policy, promptly said to the
man, “Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how
your day was going when you died.”

No problem,” the man said. “I came home to my 25th
floor apartment on my lunch hour and caught my wife
half naked. She appeared to be having an affair,
but her lover was nowhere in sight, I immediately
began searching for him. My wife was yelling at me
as I searched the entire apartment. Just as I was
about to give up, I happened to glance out onto the
balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off
the edge by his fingertips! The nerve of that guy!
Well, I ran out onto the balcony and stomped on his
fingers until he fell to the ground. But wouldn’t
you know it, he landed in some trees and bushes that
broke his fall and he didn’t die. This ticked me
off even more. In a rage, I went back inside to get
the first thing I could get my hands on to throw at
him. Oddly enough, the first thing I thought of was
the refrigerator. I unplugged it, pushed it out
onto the balcony, and tipped it over the side. It
plummeted 25 stories and crushed him! The excitement
of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack
and died almost instantly.”

The Angel sat back and thought a moment.
Technically, the guy did have a bad day. It was a
crime of passion. So, the Angel announced, “OK,
sir. Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven,” and let him
in.

A few seconds later the next guy came up. The
Angel said, “Before I can let you in, I need to hear
about what your day was like when you died.”

“No problem,” said the second man. “But you’re
not going to believe this. I was on the balcony of
my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I
had been under a lot of pressure so I was really
pushing hard to relieve my stress. I guess I got a
little carried away, slipped, and accidentally fell
over the side! Luckily, I was able to catch myself
by the fingertips on the balcony below mine. But
all of a sudden this crazy man comes running out of
his apartment, starts cussing, and stomps on my
fingers. Well, of course I fell, I hit some trees
and bushes at the bottom which broke my fall so I
didn’t die right away. As I’m laying there face up
on the ground, unable to move, and in excruciating
pain, I see this guy push his REFRIGERATOR, of all
things, off the balcony. It falls the 25 floors and
lands on top of me, killing me instantly.”

The Angel is quietly laughing to himself as the
man finishes his story. “I could get used to this
new policy,” he thinks to himself. “Very well,” the
Angel announces, “Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven,”
and he lets the man enter.

A few seconds later, a third man comes up to the
gate. The angel says, “Please tell me how you
died.”

The third man says, “OK, picture this. I’m naked,
hiding inside a refrigerator…”

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