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Three men were standing before St. Peter at the pearly gates and he said to the first man, "Tell me about the day you died."

The man said, "I came home early and found my wife in bed, with nothing on, and knew she had another man. In a rage I stormed all over the apartment but couldn't find him anywhere. I went out onto the balcony, and saw a man in what looked like my robe, exiting the building. I knew he'd be long gone by the time I ran down the stairs, so I looked around the kitchen for a weapon to throw, then grabbed the refrigerator, carried it to the balcony, and tossed it hard enough that it crushed him! The strain of the act gave me a heart attack, and I died."

St. Peter thought, since it was a crime of passion, he let the man in.

He then asked the next man in line about the day he died. "Well, sir, it was awful," said the second man. "I had stepped out of my building, looking for my newspaper delivery, when I was crushed by a refrigerator!"

"Ah!" said St. Peter. "Tell me about the day you died?", he said to the third man in line.

"Well, I was hiding in this refrigerator ..."