Jump to content
You are a guest user Click to join the site
  • Sign Up

Welcome Guest

Welcome to drugbuyersguide, like most online communities you must register to view or post in our community, but don't worry this is a simple free process that requires minimal information for you to signup. Be apart of Drug Buyers Guide Forum by signing in or creating an account.

  • Start new topics and reply to others
  • Subscribe to topics and forums to get email updates
  • Get your own profile page and make new friends
  • Send personal messages to other members.

Justice


spiderman

Recommended Posts

  • Opal Sponsor

  • Group:  Opal Sponsor
  • Topic Count:  0
  • Content Count:  177
  • Reputation:   111
  • Joined:  09/11/2014
  • Status:  Offline
  • Last Seen:  

One day in the future, George Bush has a heart-attack and dies...  
 He immediately 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. I've got a couple of 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 the devil opened
the door to the first room.
 
In it was Ted Kennedy and a
large pool of water. Ted kept
diving in, and surfacing, empty
handed. Over, and over, and
over he dived in and surfaced
with nothing. Such was his fate
in hell.
 
"No," George said. "I don't think
so. I'm not a good swimmer, and
I don't think I could do that all
day long."
 
The devil led him to the door of
the next room.
 
In it was Al Gore with a sledge-
hammer and a room full of rocks.
All he did was swing that hammer,
time after time after time.
 
"No, this is no good; I've got
this problem with my shoulder.
I would be in constant agony if
all I could do was break rocks
all day," commented George.
 
The devil opened a third door.
Through it, George saw Bill
Clinton, lying on the bed, his
arms tied over his head, and his
legs restrained in a spread-eagle
pose. Bent over him was Monica
Lewinsky, doing what she does
best.
 
George looked at this in shocked
disbelief, and finally said, "Yeah
man, I can handle this."
 
The devil smiled and said...........


  

 

 
  
"OK, Monica, you're free to go."

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Archived

This topic is now archived and is closed to further replies.

×
×
  • Create New...