Bob the builder died. Standing in front of the pearly gates he was shocked to learn he'd just missed the minimum requirements to get into Heaven. So off to the gates of Hell he went, and of course they had a place for him ready and waiting. Not long thereafter, God made his quarterly phone call down to Hell.

"Wow, God! Things have never been better!" Satan bragged with excitement. "Once Bob the builder got settled in we all got indoor plumbing, ceiling fans, and air conditioning. By next week we'll open the coolest, most refreshing swimming pool this side of Earth! You'll have to come to check it out sometime."

God was stunned by the mixup and in anger shouted, "Satan, you send Bob the Builder back up here this instant or I'll sue you for every single good thing you have down there in Hell!!!"

After a deep belly laugh Satan scoffed, "Oh yeah, and just where do think you're gonna get a lawyer?"