One Man's Heaven
One woman who worries whether her dead husband has made it to heaven decides to try to contact his spirit by taking part in a seance.
Sure enough, after the usual ceremony of calling to the spirits, she hears her husband's voice. "Hello Margaret, this is meeee," she hears.
"Oh, Fred," she answers. "I just have to know if you're happy there in the afterlife. What's it like there?"
"Ooooooh, it's much more beautiful here than I ever imagined," the voice answers. "The sky is bluer, the air is cleaner, and the pastures are much more lush and green than I ever expected. And the only thing we do, all day long, is eat and sleep, eat and sleep, over and over."
"Thank God, you made it to heaven," his wife cries.
"Heaven?" he answers. "What heaven? I'm a buffalo in Montana."
One woman who worries whether her dead husband has made it to heaven decides to try to contact his spirit by taking part in a seance.
Sure enough, after the usual ceremony of calling to the spirits, she hears her husband's voice. "Hello Margaret, this is meeee," she hears.
"Oh, Fred," she answers. "I just have to know if you're happy there in the afterlife. What's it like there?"
"Ooooooh, it's much more beautiful here than I ever imagined," the voice answers. "The sky is bluer, the air is cleaner, and the pastures are much more lush and green than I ever expected. And the only thing we do, all day long, is eat and sleep, eat and sleep, over and over."
"Thank God, you made it to heaven," his wife cries.
"Heaven?" he answers. "What heaven? I'm a buffalo in Montana."
