A Choice


A man died and went to hell. Upon arrival he met with the CDIC (Chief
Devil in Charge).

Devil: We run things a bit differently nowadays, you get to pick
your own personal hell.
Man: That's not so bad, whatcha got?
Devil: Well, I'm going to open a series of doors, look inside,
assess the situation and then tell me if that's where you want to
spend eternity.
Man: OK.

The devil opens the first door and there's a room of people standing on
their heads on a hardwood floor.

Man: Ouch, that seems painful. It's not for me, what's next.

The devil opens the next door to reveal the same situation, only on concrete
floors.

Man: That looks worse, got anything left.

The devil opens the third door to reveal a room full of people standing knee
deep in shit drinking coffee.

Man: Well, the shit smells but I could stand the smell and drink
coffee all day. I'll take this one.
Devil: Are you sure this is the one you want.
Man: Absolutely!

The devil then escorts him in the room shuts and locks the door. As soon as
the door closes, a whistle blows and a loud speaker says

"Alright, coffee break is over, back on your heads."
 


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