Three guys die and get to Saint Perter’s Gate. The first one was a fond of women, a womanly. The second one was an alcoholic, while the third one, a drog adict, specifically, he liked marijuana cigarrettes. To each one is given penalty in agreement to iniquity on earth. After this trial, all of them was granted to enter heaven.
The first one would spend one year confined in a room with thousands of women. His period is over and he says: “Oh, I can’t stand this anymore. I’m fed up.”
The alcoholic spent one year locked up in a large room filled with thousands of liquor bottles: he couldn’t take it anymore after a year, and got straight to heaven.
The third man, a drughead, spent one year locked up in a large room with thousands of pounds of pot. After a year Saint Peter asked him if he could manage quite well here. Response came up quickly, as this desperate guy complained about his inadequately status, saying:
“How in the hell would I smoke the darnit filthy grass. You guys forgot to give me a godamnit ciggarrete lighter!!"
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