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Skriven 2005-01-23 18:15:27 av ceri@twmba.net
Ärende: Hell
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From: Ceri <ceri@twmba.net>
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A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery,
when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and
that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years.

He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a
high, white stone wall along one side of the road.

It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill it was broken by a tall
arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it he saw a
magnificent gate in the arch that looked like Mother of Pearl, and the street
that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the
gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was
close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. Of course, sir. Come
right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."  

The  man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing
toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
 
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."

The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the
way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt
road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never  been closed.
There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning
against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there". The man pointed to a place that
couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in."

"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.

"There should be a bowl by the pump." They went through the gate, and sure
enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some
to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who
was standing by the tree waiting for them.

 "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is Heaven," he
answered. "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road
said that was Heaven, too."

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?  Nope. That's
Hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen
out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."









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