A man suspects his wife isn't true to him, so one day he comes home especially early, and tiptoes up the stairs to their apartment to check on her. As he inserts his key into the door, he hears a commotion inside the apartment and when he finally gets the door open, his wife is standing in the living room in a flimsy negligee, looking nervous.
Enraged, he storms around the room, looking for her lover behind the curtains and in the closet, becoming angrier and angrier. Finally, in his frustration and fury, he lifts the icebox over his head and throws it out the window. The exertion is too much for him and he falls dead on the spot.
The scene changes to heaven, where St. Peter is greeting new arrivals. Three men appear and St. Peter asks each of them to relate how he got there. Our hero speaks first, explaining how he was CERTAIN his wife had a lover, but when he couldn't find him, he threw the icebox out the window. "I guess the exertion must have given me a heart attack."
The second guy said, "Well, now I guess I know what happened to me. I live two stories down from that guy and I was sitting on the fire escape to try to get cool - obviously the icebox must have hit me and killed me instantly."
St Peter turns to the third guy and asks him how he died. He says, "I don't know....I was just sitting in this icebox minding my own business....."
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