Osama Bin Laden has a heart attack and dies.
He goes to hell where the devil is waiting for him.
I don't know what to do here," says the devil.
"You are on my list but I have no room for you.
You definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what
I'm going to do. I've got three folks here who weren't
quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you
have to take their place. I'll even let YOU decide who
leaves."
Osama thought that sounded pretty good, so he agreed.
The devil opened the first room: in it was Richard Nixon
and a large pool of water. He kept diving in and surfacing
empty-handed over and over and over. Such was his
fate in hell. "No!" Bin Laden said. "I don't think so. I'm not
a good swimmer and don't think I could do that all day long."
The devil led him to the next room: in it was Tony Blair
with a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was
swing that hammer, time after time after time. "No, I've got this
problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I
could do was break rocks all day!" commented Osama.
The devil opened a third door. In it, Osama saw Bill Clinton,
lying on the floor with his arms staked over his head, and his
legs staked in spread eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica
Lewinsky, doing what she does best. Osama Bin Laden looked
at this in disbelief for a while and finally said Yeah, I can handle this."
The devil smiled and said, "OK, Monica, you're free to go!"
