George Carlin has died and is on line before the pearly gates. He is a little nervous but he figures he should be OK. He didn't believe in all this stuff so this was probably just a dream. And he wasn't a bad guy. He had done some drugs and said some mean stuff about religious people but he was a comedian. It was his job after all.
Finally he reaches the front of the line and St. Peter looks in his book. "Hmmmm Carlin. Lets see. Catholic Boy. That's good. Oh sez here he rejected the church. Mocked the religious and the sincere faith of his fathers. Promoted the use of profanity and blasphemy. This is a tough one, I better get the big guy on the phone."
George is stating to sweat a little here. They can't be serious. I mean he's a star. Everybody loves George Carlin.
"Yeah I have George Carlin here. Yes...uh huh...I see...OK ....I'll tell him."
Saint Peter turns to back to him and says "Well I talked to big guy and he asked me to give you a message."
"Really" said George "that's great. What did he say."
St. Peter said "Fuck you." and pulled a lever. A slide opened up and Carlin was riding an express water slide to the burning depths of hell. "Have fun with Satan. He loves your stuff. God is an Andrew Dice Clay fan."
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God is an Andrew Dice Clay fan.
Wow, that's just tempting the wrath of God!
Actually it's a well know theological fact that Jesus loved obscene nursery ryhmes. Especially the one obout little Miss Muffit and the Shoud of Turin.
Heheheh. Andrew Dice Clay is a nice Jewish boy.
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