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Joke - Go to hell!

Three men, a philosopher, a mathematician and an idiot, were out riding in the car when it crashed into a tree. 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, St. Peter has agreed to limit the number of people entering. 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 fingers, a stack a paper appeared next to the Devil. The philosopher read it and concluded it was correct.
"Then go to Hell!" With another snap of his fingers, the philosopher disappeared.
The mathematician then asked, "Give me the most complicated formula ever theorized!"
With a snap of his fingers, another stack of papers appeared next to the Devil. The mathematician read it and reluctantly agreed it was correct.
"Then go to Hell!" With another snap of his finger, the mathematician disappeared too.
The idiot 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 idiot then sat on the chair and let out a very loud fart. Standing up, he asked, "Which hole did my fart come out from?"
The Devil inspected the seat and said, "The third hole from the right."
"Wrong," Said the idiot, "it's from my asshole."
And the idiot went to Heaven.

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