Ticket to Heaven



Two passengers were on a train headed for the afterlife. One had a ticket marked "Heaven," and the other had a ticket marked "Hell."

As the train got closer to its destination of Heaven, the wicked, Hell-bound passenger started to get nervous. He saw the passenger next to him, clutching his folded-up Heaven ticket. So he threw his damning ticket out the window and decided to try to con his neighbor.

"Excuse me, sir? I lost my ticket to Heaven... Could I have some of yours?"

Being a good generous man, he happily obliged, tearing off a strip of his ticket.

"Oh no, I don't think that's going to be nearly enough. A little bit more please?"

The Heaven passenger tore off another piece, until all that was left of his own was a slinder strip.

Now you might be wondering how either of them planned on getting into Heaven with these mangled-up pieces of ticket. But the conductor, an angel, would know. An angel always knows.

The conductor took the Heaven guy's ticket and unfolded it, and it was in the shape of a cross.

And he took the Hell guy's ticket(s) and unfolded them, and tried to put them back together like a jigsaw puzzle. But he couldn't form any kind of solid shape with them, the only apparent form they fit into was the letters H-E-L-L.