Getting Into Heaven

It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided to change the admittance policy. The new law was that in order to get into Heaven, you had to have had a really bad day before you died. The policy would go into effect at noon the next day. So, the next day at 12:01 the first person came to the gates of Heaven. The angel at the gate, remembering the new policy, promptly asked the man,
"Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day was before you died."
"No problem," the man said. "I came home to my 25th floor apartment on my lunch hour and caught my wife having an affair, but her lover was nowhere in sight. I immediately began searching for him. My wife was half naked and yelling at me as I searched the entire apartment. Just as I was about to give up, I happened to glance out to the balcony and noticed that there was a man hanging off the edge by his fingertips! The nerve of that guy!" The man paused to collect his thoughts. "Well, I ran out onto the balcony and stamped on his fingers until he fell to the ground, but wouldn't you know it, he landed in some trees and bushes that broke his fall and he didn't die. This ticked me off even more. I a rage, I went back inside to get the first heavy thing I could get my hands on to throw at him. Oddly enough, the first thing I thought of was the refrigerator. I unplugged it, pushed it out into the balcony and tipped it over the side. It plummeted 25 stories and crushed him. The excitement of the moment was so great that I had a heart attack and died almost instantly."
The angel sat back and thought a moment. Technically, the guy did have a bad day. It was a crime of passion. So, the angel announced,
"Ok, sir. Welcome to Heaven." And he let him on in. A few seconds later the next guy came up.
"Before I let you in, I need you to tell me how your day was before you died." The angel said again.
"No problem. I was on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment doing my daily exercises. I had been under a lot of pressure, so I was really pushing hard to relieve my stress. I guess I got a little carried away and slipped over the side. Luckily, I caught myself by the fingertips on the balcony below mine. But all of a sudden, this crazy man comes running out of his apartment, starts cursing and stomps on my fingers. Well, I fell. I hit some trees and bushes at the bottom, which broke my fall, so I didn't die. As I'm laying there face up on the ground, unable to move and in excruciating pain, I see this crazy guy push his refrigerator of all things off the balcony. It falls 25 floors and wham, kills me instantly." The man explained.
The angel quietly laughed to himself as the man finished his story.
'I could get used to this new policy.' he thought to himself.
"Very well," The angel announced. "Welcome to Heaven," He said, letting the man in.
A few seconds later, Bill Clinton came up to the gate. The angel was almost too shocked to speak. Thoughts of assassination and war poured through the angel's head. Finally, e asked, "Mr President, please tell what it was like the day you died.
Clinton said-"Okay, picture this. I'm naked, inside a refrigerator...
Found this online. Originally written by Sam Longoria, you can find it of you scroll down a bit at http://www.ssqq.com/jokes/jokesnew.htm