________________________________ BRAN FLAKES >Mick and Jean were 85 years old and had been married for sixty years. Though >they were far from rich, they managed to get by because they carefully watched >their pennies. > > > >Though not young, they were both in very good health, largely due to Mary's >insistence on healthy foods and exercise for the last decade. > >One day, their good health didn't help when they went on yet another holiday >vacation and their plane crashed, sending them off to Heaven. > > >They reached the pearly gates, and St. Peter escorted them inside. He took them >to a beautiful mansion, furnished in gold and fine silks, with a fully stocked >kitchen and a waterfall in the master bath. A maid could be seen hanging their >favorite clothes in the closet. They gasped in astonishment when he said, >'Welcome to Heaven. This will be your home now.' > > > >Mick asked Peter how much all this was going to cost. 'Why, nothing,' Peter >replied, 'remember, this is your reward in Heaven.' >Mick looked out the window and right there he saw a championship golf course, >finer and more beautiful than any ever built on Earth.. >'What are the greens fees?,' grumbled Mick. >'This is heaven,' St. Peter replied. 'You can play for free, every day.' > > >Next they went to the clubhouse and saw the lavish buffet lunch. >'Don't even ask,' said St. Peter to Mick. This is Heaven, it is all free for you > >to enjoy.' > > >Mick looked around and nervously asked Jean, 'Well, where are the low fat and >low cholesterol foods and the decaffeinated tea?' > > >'That's the best part,' St. Peter replied. 'You can eat and drink as much as you > >like and you will never get fat or sick. This is Heaven!' > >'No gym to work out at?' said Mick >'Not unless you want to,' was the answer. >'No testing my sugar or blood pressure or...' >'Never again' > >Mick glared at Jean and said, >'You and your Bran Flakes. We could have been here ten years ago!'