A Pagan's Death
A Pagan's Death
This is stinkin hilarious..........
A Pagan dies and to his great surprise he finds himself standing before some
pearly gates.
[Pagan:] "Where am I?"
St. Peter: "You're at the gates of Heaven"
[Pagan:] "But I dont believe in Heaven"
St. Peter: "You're one of those arent you?"
[Pagan:] "Yes. I believe I'm in the wrong place Im supposed to be in
Summerland."
St. Peter: "Sorry, We took over Summerland, and its temporarily closed for
remodeling."
[Pagan:] "What should i do now?"
St. Peter: "Well since we dont allow Pagans in Heaven, you'll have to go to
Hell. Sorry. Just follow that path than leads down and to the left."
The Pagan walks down to Hell where the gates are standing wide open. He
walks in and finds beautiful meadows, happy animals, and clear streams of
water.
He walks on in and begins exploring, and after a few minutes a courtly
gentleman walks up to him and bows politely.
"Hello, Im Satan. You must be the guy St. Peter called me about. Are you a
Pagan?"
[Pagan:] "Yes I am. What's going to happen now?"
Satan: "Well the fishings good if you enjoy that sort of thing. There's a
little refreshments stand just down the road. And I believe the Pagan
meeting grounds are right over the next hill."
Suddenly a hold opens up in the sky above and a yawning chasm opens directly
underneath it. The stench of sulphur and firing brimstone fills the air.
Hundreds of screaming, tortured souls drop down into the flaming pit which
immediately closes with a thud.
The Pagan hardly believes what he just saw.
[Pagan:] "And what was THAT?!?!"
Satan rolls his eyes: "Oh just ignore them. They're Christians, they wouldnt
have it any other way."
This is stinkin hilarious..........
A Pagan dies and to his great surprise he finds himself standing before some
pearly gates.
[Pagan:] "Where am I?"
St. Peter: "You're at the gates of Heaven"
[Pagan:] "But I dont believe in Heaven"
St. Peter: "You're one of those arent you?"
[Pagan:] "Yes. I believe I'm in the wrong place Im supposed to be in
Summerland."
St. Peter: "Sorry, We took over Summerland, and its temporarily closed for
remodeling."
[Pagan:] "What should i do now?"
St. Peter: "Well since we dont allow Pagans in Heaven, you'll have to go to
Hell. Sorry. Just follow that path than leads down and to the left."
The Pagan walks down to Hell where the gates are standing wide open. He
walks in and finds beautiful meadows, happy animals, and clear streams of
water.
He walks on in and begins exploring, and after a few minutes a courtly
gentleman walks up to him and bows politely.
"Hello, Im Satan. You must be the guy St. Peter called me about. Are you a
Pagan?"
[Pagan:] "Yes I am. What's going to happen now?"
Satan: "Well the fishings good if you enjoy that sort of thing. There's a
little refreshments stand just down the road. And I believe the Pagan
meeting grounds are right over the next hill."
Suddenly a hold opens up in the sky above and a yawning chasm opens directly
underneath it. The stench of sulphur and firing brimstone fills the air.
Hundreds of screaming, tortured souls drop down into the flaming pit which
immediately closes with a thud.
The Pagan hardly believes what he just saw.
[Pagan:] "And what was THAT?!?!"
Satan rolls his eyes: "Oh just ignore them. They're Christians, they wouldnt
have it any other way."