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Created December 13, 2019 22:53
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Two young boys, who lived next door to one another, grew up as best friends. But when they reached their teens, their paths began to diverge. Frank Sam was studious, church-going and often seen helping old ladies to cross the street. Sam Frank, on the other hand, drove his car too fast, drank a bit on the weekends, and could always be found on Friday night smoking cigarettes and wolf-whistling at the girls in the convenience store parking lot. Driving home from the convenience store one night with his suspiciously cylindrical brown paper bag in hand, he passed Frank Sam walking home from his job at the local drugstore. Filled momentarily with nostalgia and a bit of regret, he stopped, waited for Frank to catch up, and then offered him a ride. Frank readily agreed, and as they drove, they started talking just as they had done as boys. The conversation and alcohol caused Sam Frank to lose concentration, however, and he drove them into a tree, killing both immediately. They ascended to the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter quickly admitted Frank Sam and dispatched Sam Frank to the hot place. A while later, Frank Sam asked if he could at least go visit his old friend, and was given a day pass to Hell, with readmission contingent upon returning with his full angel uniform intact. In Hell, Sam Frank had launched a very successful night club, and the two friends had a great night reminiscing, dancing, and swapping stories about life back among the mortals. Frank Sam noticed the time just as his pass was about to expire, and fled hastily from the club, back to the gates of heaven. St. Peter looked him over, and ticked wings, robe, and halo off from his readmission checklist, and then asked Frank where his musical instrument was. Slapping his forehead, Frank cried, "Oh no! I left my harp in Sam Frank's disco!"
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