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crowded in Heaven
Saturday, August 23rd, 2008via email
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was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided to change the
admittance policy. The new law was that in order to get into Heaven,
you had to have a really bad day on the day that you died. The policy
would go into effect at noon the next day.
So, the next day at 12:01 the first person came to the gates of Heaven.
The
Angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, promptly asked the man,
‘Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day was going when
you died.’
‘No
problem, the man said. ‘I came home to my 25Th-floor apartment on my
lunch hour and caught my wife having an affair. But her lover was
nowhere in sight. I immediately began searching for him. My wife was
half naked and yelling at me as I searched the entire apartment.
Just
as I was about to give up, I happened to glance out onto the balcony
and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by his
fingertips! The nerve of that guy!
Well, I ran out onto the balcony and stomped on his fingers until he fell to the ground.
But
wouldn’t you know it, he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his
fall and he didn’t die. This ticked me off even more.
In a rage, I went back inside to get the first heavy thing I could get my hands on to throw at him.
Oddly
enough, the first thing I thought of was the refrigerator. I unplugged
it, push Ed it out onto the balcony, and tipped it over the side. It
plummeted 25 stories and crushed him!
The excitement of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack and died almost instantly.’
The
Angel sat back and thought a moment. Technically, the guy did have a
bad day. It was a crime of passion. So, the Angel announced, ‘OK, sir.
Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven ‘ and let him in.
A few seconds later the next guy came up. To the Angel’s surprise , it was Alex Rodriguez (aka “A-Rod“).
‘Mr. Rodriguez, before I can let you in, I need to hear about what your day was like when you died.’
A-Rod said,
‘No problem. But you’re not going to believe this. I was on the balcony
of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a
lot of pressure so I was really pushing hard to relieve my stress. I
guess I got a little carried away, slipped, and accidentally fell over
the side!
Luckily, I was able to catch myself by the fingertips on the balcony below mine. But
All
of a sudden this crazy man comes running out of his apartment, starts
cussing, and stomps on my fingers. Well, of course I fell. I hit some
trees and bushes at the bottom, which broke my fall, so I didn’t die
right away.
As I’m laying there face up on the ground, unable to move and in excruciating pain, I
See
this guy push his refrigerator, of all things, off the balcony. It
falls the 25 floors and lands on top of me, killing me in stantly.’
The Angel is quietly laughing to himself as A-Rod finishes his story.
‘I could get used to this new policy,’ he thinks to himself.
‘Very well,’ the Angel announces. ‘Welcome to the Kingdom of Heaven ‘ and
He lets A-Rod enter.
A few seconds later, Bill Clinton comes up
To the gate. The Angel is almost too shocked to speak.
Thoughts of assassination and war pour
Through the Angel’s head. Finally he says,
‘Mr. President, please tell me what it was lik e the day you died.’
Clinton says, ‘OK, picture this. I’m naked, Inside a refrigerator……
Obama Biden’ His Time until McCain Jumps Up, Jump Up and lays the beat down on Obama/Biden pathetic DNC offering
Saturday, August 23rd, 2008
Sing it with me my Republican Friends!
It is time for the Republican McCain House of Pain!
Pack it up, pack it in
Let me begin
I came to win
Battle me that’s a sin
I won’t tear the sack up
Punk you’d better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on!
Come on, throw your hands up
If you’ve got the feeling jump across the ceiling
Muggs is a funk fest, someone’s talking junk
Yo, I’ll bust em in the eye
And then I’ll take the punks home
Feel it, funk it
Amps in the trunk
And I got more rhymes than there’s cops that are dunking
Donuts shop
Sure ’nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Plus my mom and my pops
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around [3x]
Jump up Jump up and get down.
Jump [18x]
If your steps up, I’m smacking the ho
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bible’s got psalms
And just like the Prodigal Son I’ve returned
Anyone stepping to me you’ll get burned
Cause I got lyrics and you ain’t got none
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun
But if you do you’re a fool, cause I duel to the death
Try and step to me you’ll take your last breath
I gots the skill, come get your fill
Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around [3x]
Jump up Jump up and get down.
Jump [18x]
I never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop
Or better yet a terminator
Like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Try’n to play me out like as if my name was Sega
But I ain’t going out like no punk bitch
Get used to one style and you know I might switch
It up up and around, then buck buck you down
Put out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
I’m coming to get ya, coming to get ya
Spitting out lyrics homie I’ll wet ya
I came to get down [2x]
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around [3x]
Jump up Jump up and get down.
Jump [32x]
Yo, this is dedicated
To Joe, da flava, Dakota
Grag yo bozac, punk

~Teddy Bear







