Have you ever stopped to think how women get to heaven? This short story (which is just a little bit rude) provides one answer to this age old question.
A small boy walked into his mother’s bedroom and caught her standing topless in front of the mirror.
“Mommy, Mommy, what are those?” he says pointing to her breasts.
“Well, Johnny”, she said, “these are balloons. When you die, they inflate and float you up to heaven”.
Incredibly, little Johnny appeared to believe this explanation that his Mother gave him and and he went away quite satisfied.
Two days later, while his mother was making tea, little Johnny rushed into the kitchen and called out “Mommy, Mommy, Aunt Eliza is dying!”
“What do you mean?” his mother said, stunned at her young son’s exclamation and having a mild panic.
Little Johnny replied, “Well I was out in the garden playing when I heard some strange noises coming from the garden shed. I went over there and saw Aunt Eliza lying on the floor. Both of her balloons were out, Dad was trying to blow them up and she kept yelling out, God, I’m coming! God, I’m coming!”
His Mother fainted.
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