One day far into the future, Barack Obama has a heart-attack and dies.
“I don’t know what to do here,” says the devil. “You are on my list, but I have no room for you.
Obama thought that sounded pretty good, so the devil opened the door to the first room.
In it was Ted Kennedy and a large pool of water. Ted kept diving in, and surfacing, empty
“No,” Obama 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 door of the next room.
In it was Al Gore with a sledge-hammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that hammer,
“No, this is no good; I’ve got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I
The devil opened a third door. Through it, Obama saw Bill Clinton, lying on the bed, his arms
Obama looked at this in shocked disbelief, and finally said, “Yeah man, I can handle this.”
The devil smiled and said………..
(This is priceless…)
“OK, Monica, you’re free to go.”