From: Ceri 
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Still thinking of this one....


A PAGAN IN HEAVEN

A recently departed pagan gentleman finds himself at
the pearly gates of heaven with St Peter standing
there in front of him, he says to Peter hey man I am a
pagan I should not be here, please direct me to
summerlands - St Peter replies sorry but we just
bought Summerlands and we are doing extensive
renovations there at present, the pagan man says to
Peter then where do I go? Well says St peter you
cannot come in here you will have to go down and stay
in hell for a while, the pagan ask for the directions
to hell St Peter gives the directions - As the pagan
gentleman reaches his appointed destination he notes
the beauty of the place lush green rolling hills,
beautiful valley's, water falls and children
frolicking with dogs and riding horses in all
merriment, as he approaches the entrance he encounters
a very good looking and dapper man who says hi how are
you - you must be the pagan guy St Peter rang me
about, he then shakes the pagans hand and tells him he
is Satan, yep I am that pagan of which you speak was
the reply, the pagan still very puzzled enquires well
where do I go what do I do? Satan instructs him of the
golf course the many exclusive bars, the extensive
entertainment and points to him a beautiful mansion
house  says and that is the Pagan Meeting House, then
all of a sudden a very dark grey cloud hovers
overhead, beneath this cloud a great chasm opens up in
the earth, all with the smell of sulpher and the  feel
of unbearable heat, the cloud then opens up and from
that cloud lots of tortured souls fall and they fall
straight into that great chasm in the earth which
snaps shut when the last soul is thrown, the pagan
looking on awestruck asks Satan hey man what the  ***
was that? Satan replied with one raised eyebrow, oh
them do not worry about it, they're christians and
they would not have it any other way. 




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