comic

Indian Hell:

An Indian dies and goes to hell. There he finds that there is a different hell for each country. He goes first to the German hell and asks "What do they do here?" He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the German devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day."

The man does not like the sound of that at all, so he moves on. He checks out the USA hell as well as the Russian hell and many more. He discovers that they are all more or less the same as the German hell.

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.

Oh loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face!

Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not!

I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face!

I love your smile, your face, and your eyes - Damn, I'm good at telling lies!

My darling, my lover, my dear husband:
You make me wonder why did'nt I marry my boyfriend!