I love these jokes!
OK, here goes:
Three men die and go up to heaven. St. Peter meets them at the pearly gates and says, "I'm sorry, but we only have space for one of you in heaven. Tell me the stories of how you died, and I'll let in the one with the most interesting story."
The first man says: "I've been suspecting my wife of having an affair for some time. I came home early from work today, and searched the apartment for her lover. I finally found him dangling from our balcony. So I got the frying pan from the kitchen and hit his hands with it until he let go and fell 7 stories to the ground. But he was still alive, so I went into the kitchen and pushed the refrigerator onto the balcony and over it to land on him and kill him. But the stress was so great that I had a heart attack and died."
The second man says: "I'm a window washer. I was cleaning a window on the 8th floor of an apartment building when I slipped and fell. Luckily I was able to grab the railing of a balcony on the 7th floor. As I was about to pull myself up, some idiot started hitting my hands and I was forced to let go and fall to the ground. I was still alive, and I looked up just in time to see a refrigerator falling toward me. It hit me and I died instantly."
The third man says, "Well, I was hiding in this refrigerator..."