As fate would have it, both Joe Biden and Donald Trump pass away on the same day. Biden, being the saintly soul he is, gets a direct pass into Heaven, while Trump, as one would suspect, descends on the elevator down to Hell. And so it goes on for a period of time.

One day however, Biden approaches St. Peter and says “St. Peter, I really don’t want to complain. I mean it I do like it here in Heaven, but I wonder about a couple of things.” “What do you mean?” asked St. Peter. “Well” Biden replied “Every day I experience bright flashing lights, loud blaring trumpets, noisy flapping wings, and people kneeling and praying out loud all day and so on.” “So,” said Saint Peter, “What is your point?” “Well, replied Biden “I look down at Donnie in Hell. And he sits in the corner of a room with his typical scowl. And yet I see in the room a number of sexy, scantily clad women dancing and gyrating in front of him. And in addition, there’s a bar filled with bottles of the finest liquors and wines. I hate to say it, but that doesn’t look all that bad to me.”

Saint Peter turned to Biden and said “Joe, things aren’t always as they seem. You see all those bottles on the bar?” “Yes”replied Biden. “Well,” continued St. Peter “ None of the bottles have openings. And I might add….neither do the women.”