George W. Bush has a heart attack and dies. Obviously he goes to Hell, where the Devil is waiting for him.

“I’m not sure what to do,” says the Devil. “You’re on my list, but I have no room for you. As you definitely have to stay here, I’m going to have to let someone else go. I’ve got three folks here who weren’t quite as bad as you. I’ll let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I’ll even let you decide who leaves.”

George W. thinks that sounds pretty good, so he agrees. The Devil opens the first room. In it is Richard M. Nixon and a large pool of hot water. He keeps diving in and climbing out, over and over. Such is his fate in Hell.

“No!” says George W. “I don’t think so, I’m not a good swimmer and don’t think I could stay in hot water all day.”

The Devil leads him to the next room. In it is Tony Blair with a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he does is swing the hammer, time after time.

“No! I’ve got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I had to do was break rocks all day.” George W. says.

The Devil opens the third door. In it, George sees Bill Clinton lying on the floor with his arms staked out over his head and his legs staked in a spreadeagle pose. Bent over him is Monica Lewinsky doing what she's famous for. Bush looks at this in disbelief for a while and finally says, “Yeah. I can handle this.”

The Devil smiles and says, “OK, Monica. You’re free to go!”