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HEAVEN AND HELL While walking down the street one day a Corrupt Senator was tragically hit by a car and died. His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance. "Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you." "No problem, just let me in," says the Senator. "Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from the higher ups. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity." "Really?, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Senator. "I'm sorry, but we have our rules." And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne. Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are all having such a good time that before the Senator realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises. The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him, "Now it's time to visit heaven...��� So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns. "Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity." The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell." So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell... Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders. "I don't understand," stammers the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?" The devil smiles at him and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning, Today, you voted.." Vote wisely on November 2, 2010
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My Dad passed away this morning while being transported home. He is at peace now. My brother and his youngest son (18 years old)came out from Tennessee, so Dad met all his grandkids. When people ask what my Dad was like I say he was what most people try to be. He will be missed. If there are motorcycles in heaven he is riding now. Rod
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I'M sitting here in the front of the Computer having a Few Beverages..(Hiccup)(be quite Beer30 and Redneck) And Thinking Im a loyal follower of this site,.( well havent been lately) Yes I dont have a scoot anymore And thinking (yes Squidley I do Think) And said to myself Is there anyone of my close friends from the Ventureriders willing to ride up here and pick me up and ride down to ralley with their scoots heaven 4 bid that its has to be a 2nd Gen (well it was not to bad on Midnightriders scoot) Just a Thought? ( of course I pay the individuals gas)
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This essay was written by my friends 8 year old son. It speaks volumes about the man. -------------------------------------- My Dad is My Hero By Connor Darling My Dad is my Hero because he is battling cancer and is brave and strong. He is very loving. My Daddy is going to Heaven to live with God. I am very sad because I won’t be able to see him for the rest of my life. We used to go fishing but we can’t go fishing now because he is dying. My Daddy taught me many things. He taught me how to get the hook out of the fish’s mouth. He used to call himself “The Manner Police” because he was always teaching me to use good manners. He taught me moves for basketball, soccer and lacrosse and came to all my games. He taught me to be a good sport, even when I lost, and to congratulate the winner. He worked a lot with my classes and the children in my school. My Daddy is patriotic and very proud to be an American. He taught me about our country, and songs about the United States and how to be a good citizen. Dad talked to everyone and taught me to try and brighten other people’s days by making them smile and laugh. He taught me to be gentler with my baby brother. He taught me to be generous, brave, kind and good to all people, and to be a gentleman. When my Mommy told me Daddy was going to Heaven, I said, “Even if a miracle happens?” She said yes. But I’m still praying for a miracle to make Daddy better. Daddy told me his spirit and heart will stay with us forever and he was okay with dying. He said he would be watching me from Heaven every day; he would watch all my games from Heaven, and that I could talk to him anytime I wanted. He said I am the man of our family now and should take care of Mommy. He said he was so proud of me and he loved me. I said Goodbye to my Daddy today, and it made me cry inside. It was the hardest thing I ever did. I know I will see him in Heaven again some day, but I told my Mommy I don’t know how we will live without my Dad. She just hugged me and said “I don’t know either, Connor. We’ll just have to try”. -
An Irish Blessing: May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun. And find your shoulder to light on. To bring you luck, happiness and riches. Today, tomorrow and beyond. An Irish Toast for later while your drinking your Guinness When we drink, we get drunk. When we get drunk, we fall asleep. When we fall asleep, we commit no sin. When we commit no sin, we go to heaven. So, let's all get drunk, and go to heaven! Hope you have a great St. Patricks Day! Margaret
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