Jokes Journal

Welcome to Monday’s Edition!

In today’s issue …

1) Heaven or Hell?
2) Today’s Opportunities
3) The Bed

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Heaven or Hell?
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Bill Gates dies and is up at the Pearly Gates.

St. Peter: Well, you’ve got a choice. Have a look around
here. Pop down to Hell and see what Satan has to offer.
Check us out, and then let me know your decision.

Bill has a look around heaven. Lot’s of somber people
singing hymns, praising the Lord . He goes down to Hell.
There are beautiful beaches, lots of sun, sand, attractive
women. Long cool drinks that never get you drunk.
He loves it. He goes back to St. Peter.

Gates: Look, I know you’re really doing good things here,
but Hell seems more with it. More my kind of scene,
you know what I mean? No hard feelings, but I pick Hell.

St. Peter: No worries. You’ve got it.

Bill finds himself back in Hell, neck deep in fire and
brimstone, suffering eternal torment. He can’t figure it out.

Gates: Hey! St. Peter! Where are the beautiful girls and
long beaches and cool drinks?

St. Peter: Sorry if you got confused, that was just the
demo version …

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The Bed
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Shakey went to a psychiatrist. “Doc,” he said, “I’ve got
trouble. Every time I get into bed, I think there’s somebody
under it. I get under the bed, I think there’s somebody on
top of it. Top, under, top, under. “You gotta help me,
I’m going crazy!”

“Just put yourself in my hands for two years,” said the shrink.
“Come to me three times a week, and I’ll cure your fears.”

“How much do you charge?”

“A hundred dollars per visit.”

“I’ll sleep on it,” said Shakey.

Six months later the doctor met Shakey on the street.

“Why didn’t you ever come to see me again?” asked the
psychiatrist.

“For a hundred buck’s a visit? A bartender cured me for
ten dollars.”

“Is that so! How?”

“He told me to cut the legs off the bed!”

Thank you for reading today’s issue of JOKES Journal.

Best regards,
Anne Marie, Your Publisher

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