One day in the future, OJ Simpson has a
> heart-attack and dies.
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> He immediately goes to hell, where the devil is
> waiting for him.
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> '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 couple of
> 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.'
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> OJ thought that sounded pretty good, so the
> devil opened the door to the first room.
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> 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 Al Gore 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 . . . . (scroll down a
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> 'OK, Monica, you're free to go.' [}]
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