He opens the first door and the man comes crawling out. He’s got an empty bottle in one hand, he’s completely naked, hasn’t shaved or showered in years, and is covered in his own puke, shit and piss. “I’ll never drink again!” he says.
Statusuri the Devil
The Devil opens the third door to reveal nothing but fields of 10-foot tall, icky, sticky, take-a-toke, make-ya-choke, chronic, green, death bud. The stoner can’t believe it. He goes in and takes a seat Indian style with his back to the door and the Devil shuts the door behind him.
The Devil decides to lock him in this room for 100 years with nothing but shelves of every kind of alcohol you could dream of.
These three guys die in a car wreck, and they all go to Hell. When they arrive, the Devil asks each of the men what their sin was. The first guy says : It’s gotta be the booze. I’m always drunk.