the muddafukin czar of neptune (echoboom) wrote in u2,
the muddafukin czar of neptune

taken from my u2 yahoo email.....

well most of you have probably already see this as it originates from
ZOOTOPIA -, but i thought it was so funny- i had to share!:

So it's 30 years from now, and Paul McCartney has died. He arrives at
the Pearly Gates and finds God already there, waiting to personally
welcome the great musician into Heaven.

"I am very pleased with you, My Son," God tells Paul. "You have done
many great things. How would you like a personal tour of Heaven?"

Paul is flattered and excited, and agrees to accompany God. First,
God takes Paul to a little tumbledown shack. It is humble and dingy.
A tiny, tattered Beatles banner hangs in the window. "This," God
gestures at the house, "is your house here in Heaven. You shall spend
eternity here." Paul is confused, and visibly upset. "God," Paul
says, "I don't mean to be ungrateful. But why is my house so small?"
God laughs warmly. "I don't think you understand. This is a very rare
gift. Only my very special children receive houses." "Oh! In that
case, I am very honoured. Thank you, God." He eyes his new home
appreciatively for a moment, and then they continue on the tour.

After a while, they come to a huge mansion. It is the most
spectacular home Paul McCartney has ever seen. The yard stretches are
far as he can see. A giant U2 banner is flying from the flagpole.
Groundskeepers in U2 shirts and fly shades are scurrying about,
trimming hedges into lemons. The gates to the mansion form a giant
PopMart arch. Paul is furious. He stares incredulously at the house.
God notices his discomfiture, and enquires, "Whatever is the matter,
My Son?"

"God," Paul says, his voice shaking, "I don't mean to be ungrateful.
But I played with the Beatles, God. We were the greatest rock band in
the universe. We broke every record there was to break. We defined
rock and roll music. I am truly thankful for my house, God. Really.
But look at Bono's house! I have accomplished so much, and receive
only a tiny house. Why should Bono's house be so grand?"

God is amused. He ruffles Paul's hair affectionately. "You are
mistaken, My Child. There is nothing to be upset about." He gestures
at the property. " This is not Bono's house. This is my house."
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