|Monday morning smile
||[Jul. 29th, 2002|09:03 am]
George W. Bush, Albert Einstein and Pablo Picasso have all|
died. Due to a glitch in the mundane/celestial time-space
continuum, all three arrive at the Pearly Gates more or less
simultaneously, even though their deaths have taken place
The first to present himself to Saint Peter is Einstein. Saint
Peter questions him. "You look like Einstein, but you have no
idea the lengths certain people will go to, to sneak into
Heaven under false pretenses. Can you prove who you really are?"
Einstein ponders for a few seconds and asks, "Could I have a
blackboard and some chalk?"
Saint Peter complies with a snap of his fingers. The blackboard
and chalk instantly appear. Einstein proceeds to describe with
arcane mathematics and symbols his special theory of relativity.
Saint Peter is suitably impressed. "You really are Einstein!
Welcome to heaven!"
The next to arrive is Picasso. Once again Saint Peter asks for
his credentials. Picasso doesn't hesitate. "Mind if I use that
blackboard and chalk?"
Saint Peter says, "Go ahead."
Picasso erases Einstein's scribbles and proceeds to sketch out
a truly stunning mural. Bulls, satyrs, nude women: he captures
their essence with but a few strokes of the chalk.
Saint Peter claps. "Surely you are the great artist you claim
to be! Come on in!"
The last to arrive is George W. Bush. Saint Peter scratches
his head. "Einstein and Picasso both managed to prove their
identity. How can you prove yours?"
G. W. looks bewildered, "Who are Einstein and Picasso?"
Saint Peter sighs, "Come on in, George."