This Ain’t Some Slack Slacker Tall Tale, This is Politics in the Raw, But Funny!

 

This Ain’t Some Slack Slacker Tall Tale, This is Politics in the Raw, But Funny!

While walking down the street one day, a presidential candidate is tragically hit by a car and dies. His soul arrives in Heaven and is met by St Peter at the entrance. Welcome to Heaven says St Peter. Before you settle in, there is a problem. We seldom see a high-ranking official around these parts, so we're not sure what to do with you. No problem, just let me in, says the politician. Well, I'd like to. Still, I have orders from the higher-ups. What we'll do is have you spend one day in Hell and 1 in heaven, then you can choose where to spend eternity. Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in Heaven says the politician I'm sorry. Still, we have our rules, and with that, St Peter escorts him to the elevator, and he goes down, down, down. To Hell

The doors open, and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse, and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is pleased and in evening dress, they run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had getting rich at the expense of the people. They then dine on lobster, caviar, and the finest champagne. Also present is the Devil, who is really a very friendly guy, having a good time dancing and telling jokes.

They are all having such a good time that before the politician realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises.

The elevator goes up, up, up, and the door reopens in heaven, where St Peter is waiting for him now. It's time to visit heaven. So 24 hours pass with the politician joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud playing the harp and singing. They have a good time, and before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by, and St Peter returns.

Well then, you've spent a day in Hell. Another in heaven now choose your eternity. The politician reflects for a minute, then answers, "Well, I would never have said it before." I mean, Heaven has been delightful. Still, I think I would be better off in Hell, so St Peter escorts him to the elevator. He goes down, down to Hell. Now the doors of the elevator open. He's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends dressed in rags picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls to the ground.

The Devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders I don't understand stammers the politician Yesterday, I was here. There was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, danced, and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage, and my friends look miserable. What happened? The Devil smiles at him and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning; today you voted."

Just Joking, Lee Bines aka Slack Slacker😎