May 02, 2005
Table for Two in Hell
My friend Marty's brother was in the hospital briefly. And being the Boy Scout that he is, he spent lots of time there, even just sitting and reading while his brother slept. Awwwwwww, dear, sweet Marty. Right?
Think again.
We had this conversation via email/pager-mail:
Marty: I’m such a bad grandson. My grandmother came to visit my brother, and I’m mad because I can’t read my book.
Me: You’re going to burn in hell, so enjoy your book while you can.
Marty: I love your outlook on life. It's so refreshing. And to make matters worse, she gave me $20 when she left.
Me: Now you can buy another book.
Comments
If that's the conversation that gets us sent to hell, God has a really sick sense of humor.
Posted by: Marty at May 2, 2005 03:31 PM