One day a guy dies and finds himself in hell. As he is wallowing in despair, he has his first meeting with the devil.
SATAN: Why are you so down?
GUY: What do you think? I'm in hell!
SATAN: Hell isn't so bad. We have a lot of fun down here. You a drinking man?
GUY: Sure, I love to drink!
SATAN: Well, you;re gonna love Mondays then! On Mondays, that's all we do is drink! Whiskey, Tequila, Beer, Wine Coolers, ...We drink till we throw up and then we drink some more@ And we don't worry about getting a hangover or destroying our liver because we're dead anyway!
GUY: Gee, that sounds great!
SATAN: You a smoker?
GUY: You better believe it!
SATAN: All right! 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!
GUY: Wow...that's awesome!
SATAN: I bet you like to gamble.
GUY: Why yes, as a matter of fact I do!
SATAN: Cause on Wednesdays, you can gamble all you want. Craps, Blackjack, Poker, Slots, whatever. If you go bankrupt, you're dead anyway!... What about drugs?
GUY: Are you kidding? Love drugs! You don't mean...
SATAN: That's right! Thursday is drugs 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 and never have to worry because you're dead!
GUY: WOW! I never realized hell was such a cool place!
SATAN: You gay?
GUY: No....
SATAN: Ooooh,... You're gonna hate Fridays.
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