While playing golf in Miami one morning, Donald was tragically hit by a lightning strike. He collapsed and died on the way to the hospital.
A few minutes upon hearing of the tragedy. Hillary was herself unfortunately flattened by a falling piano outside her daughter's apartment building in Manhattan, as she was rushing to a press conference. She was pronounced dead on the spot.
Heaven or Hell
A few hours later, an upbeat Hillary met up with an ecstatic Donald who was sitting on a bench waiting for his name to be called. Both of them have apparently arrived at heaven's gate after what felt like the longest trip of their lives. Shortly their names were both called up, the gates were opened and they were personally met by St. Peter.
"Welcome." Peter told both of them. "Before you enter, I'm afraid I have to tell you that we seem to have a slight problem. You see, we hardly see any high profile public officials come through these gates, and today we have the two of you, now we're not entirely sure what to do next.
"I see no problem, just let us in", said Hillary. "Me too", added Donald.
St. Peter says, "We were thinking, both of you wouldn't feel at home here, which will eventually make you sad for all of eternity and we wouldn't want that on anybody."
"I have no problem with that, I'll stay" said Hillary. "I'll do the same" replied Donald, "I want to stay".
"Well, I'd like to take you in, but we don't want to take that chance. So this is what we're going to do, we will let the both of you decide where you want to stay. We will arrange for both of you to spend one day in the other place and one in here in heaven. Then at the end of the second day, you can decide where you want to spend eternity."
"We're up for that" replied both Hillary and Donald.
Donald and Hillary stepped on it and they both went straight down.
When the escalator stopped, they found themselves at the entrance to an expensive looking, very exclusive country club.
"This is what I'm talking about" whistled Donald.
Hillary's jaw dropped and she was just speechless for the first time in many months.
Choices, Choices, Choices
A couple of good looking twenty somethings ushered them into a red carpeted long hallway with tall and wide glass windows. On the outside, they can see the lush green of a golf course. To which Donald looked away, still vaguely remembering what happened earlier in the day.
They were then ushered into a door leading to a huge ballroom where lots of animated people were drinking and dancing and everywhere they looked they saw long time friends, acquaintances and other people they have worked with.
Everyone were happy, there was entertainment and everyone were in their formal evening wear and the moment their friends saw them, they ran and greeted them both and they talked about the good old days.
They listened to the orchestra and then they dined on steak, lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present was their host, the devil, who surprisingly was very friendly, funny and the absolute life of the party.
Time flew by quickly and then the 24 hours were over and it was time to go back to the escalator. They said their goodbyes and off they went up.
When the escalator stopped, a somber looking St. Peter was waiting for them, "Today, it's heaven's turn".
In contrast to the last 24 hours, the next 24 passed so slowly.
Hillary said, "St. Peter was right, there are hardly anything or anybody familiar to us here" Donald nodded his head in agreement. And then they both shook their heads silently.
But while they are both a bit disappointed, everywhere they looked there were joyous and contented souls.
There were singing, there were dancing, there were the playing of musical instruments, clapping, jumping, lifting of hands, rejoicing and the children were all happily playing games and having a good time.
After what seemed like an eternity, St. Peter apoeared and said, "Now that you've spent a day down there and one here in heaven. Now you can decide where you want to stay for eternity. Remember, not everyone is afforded this last one chance. You should take your time to choose".
Moment of Truth
Both Hillary and Donald looked at each other, thought about it for a second, shook their heads and then they replied: "Well, we would never have guessed this in a million years, we've always known heaven is a delightful place, and it is. But I think you are correct, we will be more at home down below."
St. Peter shook his head, pushed on the same panel and they Hillary and Donald went down the escalator, for the last time, straight down to hell.
This time, when they arrived there was no one to greet them, there was no building, no red carpet, no music.
Now it's just one dark awful smelling place covered with smoke, fire, filth and garbage. They saw all their friends dressed like homeless people and hard at work.
The devil then comes over to the new arrivals, puts his arm around their shoulders, and says "Hillary,... Donald,... I've been expecting you."
"We,... don't understand," stammered both Donald and Hillary.
"Yesterday there was a country club, a golf course, a party, and we ate steak, lobster and caviar, we drank champagne, and everyone danced and had a great time. Now it's just a wasteland and everyone's working hard and miserable. What happened?"
Play With Fire And In The End The Devil Always Wins
The devil smiles and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning, And today, you voted."
"Welcome to hell."
Vote wisely in November 2016!
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