One day in the future, Obama has a heart-attack and dies.
He immediately goes to hell for lying, where the devil is waiting for him.
'I don't know what to do here,' says the devil. 'You are on my list, but I have no room for you. You definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I've got a couple of folks here who
weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I'll even let YOU decide who leaves.'
Obama thought that sounded pretty good, so the devil opened the door to the first room.
In it was Ted Kennedy and a large pool of water. Ted kept diving in, and surfacing, empty handed. Over, and over, and over he dove in and surfaced with nothing. Such was his fate in hell.
'No,' Obama said. 'I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer, and I don't think I could do that all day long.'
The devil led him to the door of the next room. In it was Barney Frank with a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that hammer, time after time after time. 'No, this is no good; I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day,' commented Obama.
The devil opened a third door. There in this in this room everyone is standing waist deep in pig droppings and this is better than all the other options so the Obama says okay I'll take this room. So the devil says okay points to guy and says you can go. Obama jump in. Obama jumps in up to his waist and says to the guy next to him. Hey except for the smell this ain't that bad. Just then a whistle goes off and over a PA system Obama hears. "Alright break time is over everybody back on your heads".
The devil smiled and says . . . . . (This is priceless)