Wan's World

The first man in line started telling his story,

“Well, Peter, you see, I knew that my wife was cheating
on me so I decided to come home early from work one day
to catch them in action. I got home and searched all over
but I couldn”t find him. Then when I walked out onto
the balcony, there he was dangling off the darn thing
by his fingertips. So I ran and got a hammer then
started beating him with it and he fell.
Well, the fall didn’t kill him, because he landed in a
bush so I picked up the refrigerator and threw it on him.
Although that killed him, the strain gave me a heart
attack, and here I am.”

The next man came up and started his story.

“St. Peter, I always work out on my balcony on the
14th floor of my apartment building. I was on my bike
one day and I fell off when it flipped. I sailed over
the rail and I thought ”Please God spare my life”
and he did.
I caught on to a balcony below me. I was even happier
when a man discovered me hanging there. But all of a sudden
he started beating my hands with a hammer so I fell again.
But the dear Lord saved me again when I landed in a bush.
But I’m here now because the guy threw his refrigerator
on top of me.”

It was now the third guy’s turn to start his story.