A LITTLE FUNNY FOR THOSE WITH A SENSE OF HUMOR.

I FOUND THIS JOKE AND ADAPTED IT FOR OUR 'DEAR' SHERRIFF LOBO, AND HAD TO SHARE WITH ALL OF YOU.
One day while walking through Bensalem, Fred 'Sherriff Lobo' Harran was hit by a bus and was tragically killed. His soul arrived up in heaven where he was met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself.
“Welcome to Heaven,” said St. Peter. “Before you get settled in though, it seems we have a problem. You see, strangely enough, we’ve never once had a Public Safety Director of Police Department make it this far and we’re really not sure what to do with you.”
“No problem, just let me in,” said Lobo.
“Well, I’d like to, but I have higher orders. What we’re going to do is let you have a day in Hell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want to spend an eternity in,” the Saint replied.
“Actually, I think I’ve made up my mind… I prefer to stay in Heaven.”
“Sorry, we have our rules…”
And with that St. Peter put Lobo in an elevator and it went down-down-down to Hell. The doors opened and Lobo found himself stepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In the distance was a country club and standing in front of her were all his friends – fellow BTPD professionals that he had worked with. They were all dressed in tuxedos and cheering for him. They ran up and kissed him on both cheeks and they talked about old times. They played an excellent round of golf and at night went to the country club where he enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner. He met the Devil who was actually a really nice guy and he had a great time telling jokes and dancing. The HR manager was having such a good time that before he knew it, it was time to leave. Everybody shook his hand and waved goodbye as he got on the elevator. The elevator went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates where St. Peter was waiting for him.
“Now it’s time to spend a day in Heaven” he said. So Lobo spent the next 24 hours lounging around on the clouds and playing the harp and singing. He had a great time and before he knew it, his 24 hours were up and St. Peter came and got him.
“So, you’ve spent a day in Hell and you’ve spent a day in Heaven. Now you must choose your eternity,” he said.
Lobo paused for a second and then replied, “Well, I never thought I’d say this. I mean, Heaven has been really great and all, but I think I had a better time in Hell.”
So, St. Peter escorted him to the elevator and again Lobo went down-down-down back to Hell.
When the doors of the elevator opened he found himself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. He saw his friends were dressed in rags and were picking up garbage and putting it in sacks for the evening meal. The Devil came up to Lobo and put his arm around him and laughed at him.
“I don’t understand,” stammered Lobo. “Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster and we danced and had a great time. Now all there is a wasteland of garbage and all my friends look miserable.”
The Devil looked at him and grinned: “That’s because yesterday we were recruiting you… but today you’re staff.”
JUST REMEMBER THE OLD SAYING LOBO....

 "BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR. YOU MIGHT JUST GET IT!"