A US senator died and appeared before the pearly gates. St. Peter says to him, "Well, you haven't been a very good person in life, but you don't deserve hell either. Under these circumstances, you get to decide."
"Uh, I'm pretty sure I want to go to heaven."
"Sorry, these are the rules. You will spend one day in hell, and one day and heaven, and then you can decide."
So the man was sent to hell. But it turned out to be nothing like the image he had in his mind. Hell was beautiful. As he entered, Satan introduced himself, and offered to play golf with him. The man agreed, and they had a great day. The weather was beautiful, and there was no wind. He had never sunk a putt so easily in his life.
After that he went to a very nice resturaunt and had the best meal he had ever had. That night he slept in a bed fit for a king.
He woke up refreshed and ready for another day. But suddenly he appeared at the pearly gates again. "Now," Said St. Peter, "You will spend a day in heaven." The man suddenly appeared in heaven. The man found it to be quite boring - not much to do but play the harp and walk in circles on the clouds.
The next day the man appeared before the pearly gates again, and St. Peter asked, "So, what is your decision?"
"Well, I never thought I'd say this, but hell was a really nice place, and heaven was boring. I have to decide on hell."
"You sure? You can't change your mind."
"Yes, I'm sure."
"OK." The man then found himself in hell. But instead of the place he had seen before, he found a place filled with molten sulfur and the screams of turtured souls. Satan appeared before him and said in a sinister voice, "Welcome back!"
"What happened?" Said the man, distraught. "this place was wonderful!"
"Oh, that. We were campaigning for you. Today, you elected us!"