Freddy Fish and Sam Clam were the best of friends, and did everything together. One day, though, both perished in a freak mishap. Freddy Fish went to heaven, and immediately looked around for his best friend. Not finding him, he asked St. Peter where Sam was.
“Sorry, he didn’t make it in.”
“You mean he’s down there?” asked Freddy.
“Well, I want to go see him!”
“This is highly unorthodox,” said St. Peter. “I’ll ask the big guy.”
Moments later St. Peter returned and said:
“You can go, but you can only stay for one hour.”
“Great!” said Freddy, and grabbed his harp before anyone changed their minds. He went to the elevator, and went down.
When the elevator doors opened, Freddy saw a huge sign:
He went in, and discovered that it was run by his old friend. They sat down and reminisced about old times, and had a few drinks. Time flew by, and when Freddy noticed his watch, he saw that he had fifteen seconds left to return. He jumped out of his chair, yelled a goodbye to Sam Clam, and raced to the elevator.
The elevator doors opened in heaven with only one second to spare. St. Peter was standing there with a stopwatch.
“You just barely made it,” said St. Peter.
“I know,” panted Freddy, out of breath. “But I have to go back there!”
“What do you mean!?!” asked an incredulous St. Peter.
So Freddy Fish says (* groan *):
“I left my harp in Sam Clam’s Disco!”