"Hello, Margaret. This is Fred."
"Fred!" she exclaimed. "I just have to know if you're happy there in the afterlife. What's it like there?"
"Ooooooh, it's much more beautiful here than I ever imagined," Fred answered. "The sky is bluer, the air is
cleaner, and the pastures are much more lush and green than I ever expected. I lack for nothing; all day long we just eat and sleep, eat and sleep, over and over."
"Thank God, you made it to heaven," his wife cried.
"Heaven?" he answered. "I'm a buffalo in Montana."
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