Three men: a philosopher, a
mathematician and a Sardar, were out riding in the car when it
crashed into a tree. Before anyone knows it, the three men found
themselves standing before the pearly gates of Heaven, where St
Peter and the Devil were standing nearby.
"Gentlemen," the Devil started, "Due to the fact
that Heaven is now overcrowded, therefore St Peter has agreed to
limit the number of people entering Heaven. If anyone of you can
ask me a question which I don't know
or cannot answer, then you're worthy enough to go to Heaven; if
not, then you'll come with me to Hell."
The philosopher then stepped up, "OK, give me the most
comprehensive report on Socrates' teachings," With a snap of
his finger, a stack of paper appeared next to the Devil. The
philosopher read it and concluded it was
correct. "Then, go to Hell!" With another snap of his
finger, the philosopher disappeared. The mathematician then
asked, "Give me the most complicated formula you can ever
think of!"
With a snap of his finger, another stack of paper appeared next
to the Devil. Themathematician read it and reluctantly agreed it
was correct. "Then, go to Hell!"
With another snap of his finger, the mathematician disappeared,
too. The Sardar then stepped forward and said, "Bring me a
chair!" The Devil brought forward a chair. "Drill 7
holes on the seat." The Devil did just that. The Sardar then
sat on the chair and let out a very loud fart. Standing up, he
asked, "Which hole did my fart come outfrom?" The Devil
inspected the seat and said, "The third hole from
theright."
"Wrong," said the Sardarji, "it's from my
asshole." And so theSardar went to Heaven