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Heaven and hell jokes

A forester and a lawyer were in car
accident and showed up at
the pearly gates together.

St. Peter
greets them at the pearly gates and takes them to the
homeswhere
they will spend all of eternity. They get into St. Peter’s holy

vehicle and head on down a gold road, which turns into a platinum road,

which turns onto an even grander road paved with diamonds, to a huge

mansion where St. Peter turns to the lawyer and says, here is your
home
for the rest of eternity, enjoy! And if there is anything you
need, just
let me know.

Then St. Peter took the forester to
his home, back down the diamond
studded boulevard, down the
platinum highway, down the street of gold,
down an avenue of silver, along
a stone alley and down an unpaved footpath
to a shack. St Peter
says „Here you go“ and goes to leave when the
forester says
„Waitaminute!, how come the lawyer gets the big mansion
and I get this s
hack?“

St. Peter says: „Well, Foresters are a dime a dozen
here, we have
never had a lawyer before.“

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