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1st woman : Hi! My name is Wanda.

2nd woman : Hi! I'm Kelly. How'd you die?

1st woman : I Froze to Death.

2nd woman : How Horrible!

1st woman : It wasn't so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I began to get warm & sleepy, and finally died a peaceful death. What about you?

2nd woman : I died of a massive heart attack. I suspected that my husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act. But instead, I found him all by him self in the den watching TV.

1st woman: So, what happened?

2nd woman : I was so sure there was another woman there somewhere that I started running all over the house looking. I ran up into the attic and searched, and down into the basement. Then I went through every closet and checked under all the beds. I kept this up until I had looked everywhere, and finally I became so exhausted that I just keeled over with a heart attack and died.

1st woman : Too bad you didn't look in the freezer---we'd both still be alive.

...I get it. Clever catch right there. Though I keep wondering what the next talking point in the conversation would be.

2nd woman: "I knew I should have made myself a martini to calm myself down.

I heard a slightly different version of this one:

Three men arrive at the Pearly Gates, and St. Peter says, "I'm sorry, we're getting a bit full in here, and we've already reached our quota for the day, but tell me your stories, and if I like what I hear, I'll let you in."

The first man starts. "I've suspected for some time that my wife was cheating on me, so today I rushed home to catch her. There was no one there, so I stepped on my sixth floor balcony to cool off. There I found a man hanging from the edge of my balcony in his underwear! I got so mad, I stomped on his fingers. He fell 6 floors, but some bushes broke his fall, and he survived. I was filled with rage and pushed my refrigerator over the railing. The exertion caused a heart attack and I died."

"Wow, that's quite a story. Alright, you can go in," St. Peter says.

The second man tells his tale. "I was doing my daily yoga on my seventh floor balcony in my underwear when I suddenly lost my balance and fell over the rail. I managed to catch the edge of the balcony below me, though, and was trying to pull myself back up when some maniac started stomping on my fingers! I fell down the rest of the way, sure it was the end of me, but by some miracle, the bushes broke my fall and I survived. I lay there assessing the damage, when all of a sudden a refrigerator fell on me and I died."

"That's quite a tragic tale," St. Peter says. "You may go in."

The third man begins his tale: "I was standing naked in this refrigerator..."

And the 1st woman says, "...and it was getting pretty crowded in there."

Okay, almost got in trouble for reading this during class and bursting out in laughter. Thanks