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While walking down the street one day a US senator is tragically hit

by a truck and dies.

His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.

"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems


is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see,

so we're not sure what to do with you."

"No problem, just let me in," says

the man.

"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is

have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose

where to spend eternity."

"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the senator.

"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."

And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down,

down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle

of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse, and standing in

front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with


Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him,

shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting

rich at the expense of the people.

They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and


Also present is the devil, who really

is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes.

They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time

to go.

Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator


The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where

St. Peter is waiting for him.

"Now it's time to visit heaven."

So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls

moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a

good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and

St. Peter returns.

"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now

choose your eternity."

The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never

have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I

would be better off in hell."

So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down,

down to hell.

Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren

land covered with waste and garbage.

He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and

putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.

The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.

"I don't understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday I was here

and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and

caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's

just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What


The devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were

campaigning...... Today you voted."

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