I understand now. Okay well that means I've had a partial LOL@50uff$ type of day. Thats bad enough. Any more and I would have to do this to myself.
see that reminds me of one of my favourite jokes..
jason comes home to his 14th floor apartment early one day from a tough day at work.
he sees his wife naked in bed, and it's quite obvious what she's been up to. jason flies into a rage looking for the bastard who's been doing his wife.
he checks under the bed.
nothing.
he checks in the wardrobe.
nothing.
he looks behind the shower curtain.
nothing.
he then looks out the window down to street level and sees a man walk out of their apartment block, doing up his fly.
jason runs to the kitchen and in a fit of anger grabs the fridge and carries it to the window, throwing it out and then watching it tumble down and squash the man downstairs.
unfortunatley due to the strain of this act, jason has a heart attack and dies.
up at the pearly gates, st peter is interviewing a line of people about why they should get into heaven.
jason is next in line and when st peter asks how he died, he told him the story about the adulterer and killing the guy with the fridge.
st peter says "well, murder is against our beliefs, however so is adultery, so i'll let you in.
the gates open and in goes jason.
st peter turns to the next man in line, "and how did you die son?"
the guy says "i don't know what happened - i'm on my way to a party, when just outside my apartment block i notice my fly is undone. i stop to fix it and WHAM! a fridge hits me from out of nowhere"
st peter feels sorry for the guy and lets him in.
the next man in line arrives, and when st peter asks him how he died he says
"well, picture this. there i was, hiding in this fridge....."