One day a guy died and found himself in hell.
As he was wallowing in despair, he had his first meeting
with a demon. The demon asked, ""Why so glum?"
The guy responded, "What do you think? I'm in hell."
Hell's not so bad," the demon said, "We actually
have a lot of fun down here. You a drinking man?
"Sure, " the man said, "I love to drink."
"Well, you're gonna love Mondays then. On Mondays
all we do is drink. Whiskey, tequila, Guinness, wine
coolers, vodka and Red Bull. We drink till we throw
up and then we drink some more."
The guy is astounded, "Damn, that sounds great."
"You a smoker ?" the demon asked.
"You better believe it."
"You're gonna love Tuesdays. We get the finest
cigars from all over the world and smoke our
lungs out. If you get cancer, no biggie. You're
already dead, remember ?"
"Wow," said the guy, "that's awesome."
The demon said, "I bet you like to gamble."
"Why, yes as a matter of fact I do.
"Wednesdays, you can gamble all you want.
Craps, blackjack, roulette, poker, whatever.
If you go bankrupt, well, you're dead anyhow."
"You into drugs ?"
"Are you kidding? I love drugs. You don't mean . . ."
"That's right. Thursday is drug day. Help yourself
to a great big bowl of crack or smack. Smoke a
doobie the size of a submarine. You can do all the
drugs you want, you're dead, who cares?"
"Wow," said the guy, starting to feel better about his
situation, "I never realised Hell was such a cool place."
The demon said, "You gay ?"
"No way."
"Ooooooooh, well then you're gonna hate Fridays."