Tweaked for your Pleasure

(Hell in this joke, means the Christian view of hell).

One politician, one thief and an INTEL Manager died. They went straight to hell.

The politician said “I miss my country. I want to call my country and see how everybody is doing there.” She called and talked for about 5 minutes, then she asked “Well, devil how much do I need to pay for the call?”.

The devil said “Five million dollars”.

The politician wrote him a check immediately and went to sit back on her chair.

The thief saw all these and was so jealous, he started screaming, “My turn! I want to call my group members, I want to see how everybody is doing there too!”

He called and talked for about 2 minutes, then he asked “Well, devil, how much do I need to pay for the call? Make sure it’s cheap enough.”

The devil said “Ten million dollars”.

He smashed his forehead. But he still made a check and went to sit back on his chair.

The INTEL Manager was even more jealous and started screaming, “I want to call my office friends and managers too.”

He called other INTEL employees and he talked for twenty hours about cost cutting measures, stock gains, market segments, improvising, automation,… he talked and talked and talked. Finally, when he’s done he asked “Well, devil how much do I need to pay for the call?”

The devil answered “Twenty dollars”.

The INTEL Manager was stunned and asked for confirmation, “Twenty dollars? Only??”

Devil said…

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Calling from Hell to INTEL is a local call!

Don’t get it … nor do I.