Heaven is getting full

This is my favorite joke. Its a little long but I think it's worth it.

One day God realized heaven was getting pretty full so he went St. Peter at the gates and said, "Hey, so it's getting kind of full in here so you're gonna need to start filtering who gets in or not by only letting in those who had the worst deaths". Peter said ok and went to go filter the new arrivals. After explaining the new rules to everyone Peter said, "So, if anyone thinks their death is worthy than come on up and I'll decide if you get to go in to heaven".

The first man walk up and says,"You're gonna have to let me in once you here how I died" and Peter says, "Ok, lets here it". Well I had suspected for a while that my wife was cheating on me. So, the other day, about an hour after my wife thought I had left for work, I came back to my apartment to catch her in the act. I busted through the door and start screaming for them to come out. My wife is alone in the bedroom telling me I'm crazy and that nothing is going on, but I don't believe her. So, I start frantically searching the apartment for this guy. I search all the rooms, all the closets, everywhere! I can't find a single sign that another man had been in my house. I was about to give up when all of a sudden a heard a noise coming from my balcony outside. I go out to the balcony and there he is hanging over the edge. He is screaming that he is losing his grip but I cant control myself. I am filled with so much rage that I start pounding on his hands. I keep hitting and he keeps screaming for me to stop but I continue hitting until finally he falls. He falls all 13 stories and lands in the bushes below. I figured he would be dead for sure but somehow I see him starting to move around. I can't control my anger anymore. All I see is red. With adrenaline running through me I go over to my refrigerator, drag it to the balcony and throw it over the edge. It lands on the man and kills him. But all the pain of wife's betrayal and anger must have been to much for my body because, right then, I had a heart attack and died. Peter, blown away by the story, says, "You're right, that is a horrible way to go. Head on in."

The next man walks up and Peter tells him, "That last guy set the bar pretty high. I hope your story is pretty good." "oh, it is" says the guy. "I'd bet it's some of the most unfortunate luck you've ever heard of". My morning started off like every other day. I got up, had some breakfast and then went out for a morning run on my treadmill out on my penthouse balcony. One second everything is great then the next the machine is malfunctioning and speeding up like crazy. I lose control and get launched over the edge of my balcony. I figured I was going to die but managed to somehow grab on to the edge of one of the balconies below. I was hanging there for what seemed like forever, unable to pull myself up, calling for help. I thought nobody was going to come when all of a sudden a man walks onto the balcony. I was so relieved. I asked him quickly for help because I was losing my grip when all of a sudden this man goes crazy and starts hitting my hands for no reason. I can't believe my eyes! Why would someone do this to a complete stranger?! I eventually lose my grip and fall. At this point I knew it was all over and just waited for the end. Yet, somehow I landed in bushes below and survived. I figured I must be the luckiest man alive until I looked up and saw a fridge barreling down towards me and BOOM... that's all she wrote. "...wow" said Peter "You were right. Go ahead and enter. You deserve it"

Right as that man was leaving another walked up. Peter turns to the man and says, "Hey, I'm pretty sure I've heard everything today. I don't think anything could surprise me at this point but go ahead anyways." The man looks at Peter and says, "Ok then... picture this; I'm naked, in a refrigerator..."