when OJ dies
Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2009 12:29 pm
When O.J. dies.
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>
> One day in the future, OJ Simpson 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.'
>
> OJ 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, over, and over he dove in and surfaced with nothing. Such was his
> fate in hell.
>
> 'No,' OJ said. 'I don't think so.. I'm not a good swimmer, and I don't
> think could do that all day long.'
>
> The devil led him to the door of the next room. In it was Al Gore with
> a sledgehammer 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 OJ.
>
> The devil opened a third door. Through it, OJ 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.
>
> OJ looked at this in shocked disbelief, and finally said, 'Yeah man, I
> can handle this.'
> The devil smiled and said . . . . . (This is priceless)
>
> 'OK, Monica, you're free to go.
>
>
>
>
> One day in the future, OJ Simpson 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.'
>
> OJ 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, over, and over he dove in and surfaced with nothing. Such was his
> fate in hell.
>
> 'No,' OJ said. 'I don't think so.. I'm not a good swimmer, and I don't
> think could do that all day long.'
>
> The devil led him to the door of the next room. In it was Al Gore with
> a sledgehammer 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 OJ.
>
> The devil opened a third door. Through it, OJ 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.
>
> OJ looked at this in shocked disbelief, and finally said, 'Yeah man, I
> can handle this.'
> The devil smiled and said . . . . . (This is priceless)
>
> 'OK, Monica, you're free to go.
>
>