sell ice
While in hell, you strike up a conversation with a very peculiar man
with a expensive suit and a hair cut that he said he recieved on air
force one, soon before departure from the earthen life. I nod. I do
this alot when i have nothing really to say. This man Bill tells me
all about this new business that he is trying to start up in Hell,
selling ice. He seemed to be an honest man, one that definately
wouldnt inhale, so i told him I would take him up on it.
So him and i (and his girlfriend Barbra Flowers i think he said) all
went to trying to sell ice in hell. We called up the black market
thugs, which seem to be plentiful in this place, and somehow the
bribed a couple of angels into some ice. Our life as businessman had
begun. The first days sales skyrocketed. We sold all our ice in
hours. (which was good since ice dont last long in hell)
Now we had a problem, we had a definate thing of need but now way of
getting more. we pondered. The thugs had no more bargaining power with
the angels and they pulled the wings off the ones that were on the
edge of hell. We now had a problem. we decided to go to hillery the
goddess of hell and ask a favor. Since health plan was not even an
option, we begged the goddess for the only thing we could. so we
pulled up our shirts, put on our best boxers shorts, and stood on
our heads. She looked at our efforts and frowned . BOYS, said the
goddess, you can impress me better than that. Beer bellies and
boxers were out last week. GO BACK and return with a proper offering
for a queen.
SO, they came back this time with an offering the queen approved
of.....They wore On there heads, the biggest pair of womans..........
once in hell you decide to start up an ice business. Now to some this
would be the last thing on earth to do in Hell. But as you killed
yourself, you kinda had a few too many scores on your card so to
speak, so you went to hell, bummer.
