08Jan09

A young man fell into a state of coma, but recovered before his friends had buried him. One of them asked what it felt like to be dead.
"Dead," he exclaimed. "I wasn't dead, and I knew I wasn't dead because my feet were cold, and I was hungry."
"But how did that make you sure?"
"Well I knew that if I were in heaven I sholdn't be hungry, and if I were in the other place my feet wouldn't be cold."



A widow and her money are soon married.