The three doors of Hell

A man dies and finds himself in Hell. He's greeted by a demon who says, "Welcome to Hell! I'll be helping you find where you spend the rest of eternity. To put it simply, you can choose one of three doors. You will be able to see what is behind each door, then make a choice. Simple as that."

The man realizes he obviously can't say no. He's in Hell. So he follows the demon over to the hallway with three doors. The demon opens the first door, where people are tied to spits and slowly being roasted over roaring fires. The man thinks it looks rather painful, and says, "I don't think I could do this... Let me see what's behind the next door."

The demon takes him to the next door and opens it. In the middle of the room is a huge table with a gigantic, delicious feast with every food and drink imaginable covering the table. The people are thin and starving, chained to the walls so that they are just out of reach of the feast. The man shrugs and says, "I might be able to go with this. Let me just see what's behind the third door, just in case."

The demon takes him to the third door and opens it. The people inside are waist-deep in shit. But as they stand there in the shit, they are all drinking coffee. The man says, "Actually, I'm going with this one. This is doable for me, no problem."

The demon ushers him to step in, closing the door behind him. The man wades over to the coffee table and gets himself a cup of coffee. After he takes his first sip, the demon in charge of the room comes in and shouts out, "Okay, coffee break's over! Back on your heads!"