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One day in the future, Osama bin Laden has a heart attack
and dies. He immediately 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 a
couple of 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 I 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 bin Laden.
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 a 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."＜本文发表于: 相约加拿大:枫下论坛 www.rolia.net/f ＞