A man started feeling suspicious that his wife might be hiding something.

One afternoon, he came home early and tiptoed around like a detective, checking every room and even looking under the bed.

Nothing.Just as he was about to give up, he glanced outside and saw a man sitting in a bright blue Volkswagen, calmly eating a sandwich.

The husband’s imagination went wild.

“Aha! That must be him — the mysterious stranger!”

Wanting to make a dramatic statement,

he grabbed the only thing nearby — an old refrigerator they were replacing the next day — and managed to slide it gently out the window like a giant, awkward message.

The man in the car was so startled he dropped his sandwich and yelled,

“Hey! What was that for?!”

Before the husband could explain,

he slipped on a banana peel, spun around like a cartoon character, and flopped onto the couch, completely worn out.

A short while later, the husband found himself at heaven’s gate.

St. Peter asked, “So, what exactly happened down there?”

The husband sighed, “I thought my wife was hiding something,

saw a strange guy in a car, and… well… things got a little dramatic with a refrigerator.”

St. Peter chuckled and waved him through.

Moments later, the man from the Volkswagen appeared.“I was just sitting there, minding my own business,

when a refrigerator slid past me! I was only waiting for my GPS to load!”St. Peter shook his head.

“You too? Go on through.

”Finally, a third man appeared, trembling.

“What happened to you?” St. Peter asked.

The man gulped.

“I don’t even know!

One minute,

I was cleaning out the fridge at my girlfriend’s house… the next minute, everything went dark, and suddenly I’m here!”