Three men were standing in line to get into heaven one day. It was a pretty busy day and St. Peter told the first guy that heaven was getting full and he was only going to admit those people who had a particularly horrible death. So whats your story?
So the first man replies that for some time he had suspected his wife of cheating on him, so I came home early from work to try to catch her red handed. As I came into the 25thfloor apt I could tell something was wrong, but all my searching didn't reveal where this other guy could have been hiding. Finally, I went outside to the balcony, and sure enough, there was this guy hanging off the railing, 25 floors above the ground! By now I was real mad, so I started beating on him and kicking his hands, and wouldn't you know it, he wouldn't fall off. So finally I went back into the apt and got a hammer and started hammering on his fingers. Of course, he couldn't stand it for long, so he let go and fell--but even after 25 floors, he fell into some bushes and was only stunned. I couldn't stand it any more, so I grabbed our fridge and dropped it over the edge where it landed on him killing him instantly.. But all the stress gave me a heart attack and I died on the balcony.
St Peter saod that sounds like a pretty bad day to me, and let the man in.
The second man comes up, and St Peter explains the situation to him and asks for his story.
Its been a very strange day. You see I live on the 26th floor and every am I excercise on my balcony. Well this am I must have slipped or something, because I fell over my railing but managed to grab onto the rail of the apt below me. I knew I couldn't hang on for long, when this man burst out onto the balcony. I thought I was saved, but then he started beating and kicking me. I managed to hang on then he came out with a hammer and started beating my fingers, finally I had to let go, but got lucky and fell into some bushes which broke my fall. Just when I thought I would be ok this fridge comes hurtling out of the sky and crushes me to death.
Once again St Peter had to concede that the man had a terrible death and admitted him as well.
The third man came to the front of the line, and again the process for admission was explained, and St Peter asked him his story.
"Picture this," says the third man, "I'm hiding naked inside this refrigerater...

Reality..What a concept!