One day in the future, OJ Simpson

has a heart attack and dies

He immediately goes to hell, where

the devil is waiting for him.



"I don't know what to do here,"

says the devil. "You are on my list, but I

have no room for you. You definitely

have to stay here, so I'll tell you

what I'm going to do. I've got

a few folks here who weren't quite as bad as

you. I'll let one of them go,

but you have to take their place. I'll even

let YOU decide who leaves."



OJ 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 handed. Over,

and over, and over he dove in and surfaced with nothing. Such was his

fate in hell.

"No," OJ 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 George W. Bush with a

sledgehammer and a room full of rocks.

All he did

was swing that hammer, time

after time after time. "No, this is no good;

I've got this problem with my shoulder.

I would be in constant agony if all

I could do was break rocks all

day," commented OJ.



The devil opened a third door.

Through it, OJ saw Bill Clinton,

lying on the bed, his arms tied over his

head, and his legs restrained

in a spread-eagle pose. Bent over him was

Monica Lewinsky, doing what

she does best. OJ 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."

wish i had some good orange juice