One day a guy dies and finds himself in hell. As he is
wallowing in despair, he has his first meeting with the
devil ....
Satan: 'Why so glum?'
Guy: 'What do you think? I'm in hell!'
Satan: 'Hell's not so bad. We actually have a lot of fun
down here. You a drinking man?'
Guy: 'Sure, I love to drink.'
Satan: 'Well, you're gonna love Mondays then. On
Mondays, that's all we do is drink. Whiskey, tequila,
Guinness, wine coolers, Tab and Fresca. We drink 'til
we throw up and then we drink some more! And you don't
have to worry about getting a hangover, because you're
dead anyway.'
Guy: 'Gee that sounds great!'
Satan: 'You a smoker?'
Guy: 'You better believe it'
Sat an: 'All right! You're gonna love Tuesdays. We get
the finest cigars from all over the world and smoke our
lungs out. If you get cancer - no biggie, you're
already dead, remember?'
Guy: 'Wow ... that's awesome!'
Satan: 'I bet you like to gamble..'
Guy: 'Why, yes, as a matter of fact I do.'
Satan: 'Good, 'cause Wednesdays you can gamble all you
want. Craps, blackjack, roulette, poker, slots,
whatever. If you go bankrupt, it doesn't matter, you're
dead anyhow.'
Guy: 'Cool!'
Satan: 'What about drugs?'
Guy: 'Are you kidding? Love drugs! You don't mean ...?'
Satan: 'That's right! Thursday is drug day. Help
yourself to a great big bowl of crack or smack. Smoke a
doobie the size of a submarine. You can do all the
drugs you want. You're dead so who
cares.'
Guy: 'Wow! I never realized Hell was such a cool place!'
Satan: 'You gay?'
Guy: 'No...'
Satan: 'Oooo, Fridays are gonna be tough ..