OJ Simpson died and went to hell.
"We're full," said that devil. "I'll have to release somebody to make room for you. I'll tell you what-you can even pick who gets to go free!"
The devil took OJ to a room in which Ted Kennedy was diving into a pond, swimming down to the bottom and coming back up with nothing, over and over and over. That was his fate for all eternity.
"How 'bout it?" asked the devil.
"This won't do. I can't swim," replied OJ.
So the devil takes him to another room on which Al Gore was counting a never-ending supply of ballots: his fate for eternity.
"I was never any good at math," OJ said.
"Okay," the devil said, and he took OJ to a third room in which Bill Clinton was lying on his back, tied to a bed, and Monica Lewinsky was bent over him, doing what she does best.
"This looks good to me," said OJ.
"Good!," the devil said with a cryptic smile. Then he turned toward the two on the bed and said, "Okay, Monica, you're free to go."




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