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Randi
"Lisbeth Hviid Jakobsen" <ernyoka@hotmail.com> skrev i en meddelelse
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> Selvom den så handler om en mand og hans HUND...så er den faktisk rigtig
> sød:
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> (hvis nogen har problemer med engelsk, så mail mig og jeg oversætter den
> gerne, jeg er bare lidt smådoven på denne tid af dagen/natten)
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> A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the
> scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
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> He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for
> years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
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> After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the
> road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken
> by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it
> he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like Mother of Pearl,
and
> the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
> He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man
at
> a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me,
> where are we?"
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> "This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
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> "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.
> "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right
> up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
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> "Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in too?" the traveler
> asked.
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> "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
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> The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and
continued
> the way he had been going with his dog. After another long walk, and at
the
> top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a farm
> gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.
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> As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and
> reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any
> water?"
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> "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there". The man pointed to a place that
> couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in."
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> "How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
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> "There should be a bowl by the pump."
> They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned
hand
> pump with a bowl beside it.
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> The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave
> some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward
the
> man who was standing by the tree waiting for them.
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> "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
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> "This is Heaven," was the answer.
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> "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said
> that was Heaven, too."
> "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?
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> Nope. That's Hell."
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> "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
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> "No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they
> screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."
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> Hilsen
> Lisbeth
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