Saturday, October 04, 2008
A writer died and was given the option of going to heaven or hell.
She decided to check out each place first.
As the writer descended into thefiery pits, she saw row upon row of writers chained to their desks in asteaming sweatshop.
As they worked, they were repeatedly whipped with thornylashes.
"Oh my," said the writer. "Let me see heaven now."
A few moments later, as she ascended into heaven, she saw rows of writers, chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop.
As they worked, they, too,were whipped with thorny lashes.
"Wait a minute," cried the writer. "This is just as bad as hell!"
"Oh no, it's not," replied an unseen voice. "Here, your work gets published