Tony and Yvonne were 85 years old and had been married for sixty years. Though they were far from rich, they managed to get by because they carefully watched their pennies.
Though not young, they were both in very good health, largely due to Yvonne's insistence on healthy foods and exercise for the last decade.
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They reached the pearly gates, and St. Peter escorted them inside. He took them to a beautiful mansion, furnished in gold and fine silks, with a fully stocked kitchen and a waterfall in the master bath.
A maid could be seen hanging their favorite clothes in the closet. They gasped in astonishment when he said, 'Welcome to Heaven. This will be your home now.'
Tony looked out the window and right there he saw a championship golf course, finer and more beautiful than any ever built on Earth.
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'What are the greens fees?' grumbled Tony. 'This is heaven,' St. Peter replied. 'You can play for free, every day.'
Next they went to the clubhouse and saw the lavish buffet lunch. 'Don't even ask,' said St. Peter to Tony.
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'That's the best part,' St. Peter replied. 'You can eat and drink as much as you like and you will never get fat or sick. This is Heaven!'
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'No gym to work out at?' said Tony. 'Not unless you want to,' was the answer.
'No testing my sugar or blood pressure or...''Never again.'
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Tony glared at Yvonne and said, 'You and your Bran Flakes. We could have been here ten years ago!'
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Tony glared at Yvonne and said, 'You and your Bran Flakes. We could have been here ten years ago!'
(Courtesy of forwarded mail from Leo Nathan)