Hell on Fridays Neal Mulligan neal email@example.com
Hell On Friday's
One day this guy dies and finds himself in Hell. As he
is wallowing in despair, he has his first meeting with
Satan: Why so glum?
Guy: What do you think? I'm in Hell!
Satan: Hell's not so bad. We actually have a lot of fun down here. Are you a drinking man?
Guy: Sure!!! I love to drink.
Satan: Well then, you're going to love Mondays. On Mondays that's all we do is drink! Whiskey, tequila, Guiness, winecoolers, vodka...we drink til we throw up
and then we drink some more! And we don't have to worry about getting a hangover...because you're dead
Guy: Gee, that sounds great!
Satan: You a smoker?
Guy: You better believe it!
Satan: All right! You're going to love Tuesday's.
We get the finest cigars from all over the world and smoke our lungs out! If you get cancer...no biggie...you're dead anyway!
Guy: Wow...that's awesome!!!
Satan: I'll bet you like to gamble.
Guy: Why yes, as a matter of fact I do.
Satan: Well, on Wednesday's you can gamble all you want! Craps, poker, blackjack, roulette, slots...whatever. If you go bankrupt... you're dead anyway!
Satan: What about drugs?
Guy: Are you kidding!!! Love drugs...you don't mean...
Satan: Yup, that's right! Thurday is drug day.
Help yourself to a bowl of crack, smoke a doobie the size of a submarine! You can do all the drugs you want! Who cares...you're dead anyway!
Guy: Wow!!! I never realized Hell was such a cool place!
Satan: You Gay?
Satan: Ohhhhh....you're going to hate Friday's!!!
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