A philosopher, a scientist and an idiot, were in a car accident. They found themselves standing before the pearly gates. Both St. Peter and the Devil were waiting.
“Gentlemen,” the Devil started, “Because Heaven is too overcrowded, St. Peter is limiting the number of people entering Heaven. If you can ask me a question which I cannot answer, then you’re worthy enough to go to Heaven; if not, then you’ll come with me to Hell.”
The philosopher stepped up, “OK, give me the most comprehensive report on Socrates’ teachings.” With a snap of his finger, a full volume appeared. The philosopher read it and agreed it was flawless.
“Then, go to Hell!” With another snap of his finger, the philosopher disappeared.
The scientist was next, “Give me the complete Black Hole theory explained in the simplest way that even a child can understand !” With a snap of his finger, a computer monitor appeared. The scientist read what was on the screen and reluctantly agreed it was perfect.
“Then, go to Hell!” With another snap of his finger, the scientist disappeared, too.
Now its the idiot. He said, “Bring me a chair!”
The Devil brought forward a chair.
“Drill 7 holes on the seat.”
The Devil did just that.
The idiot then sat on the chair and let out a very loud fart.
Standing up, he asked, “Which hole did my fart come out from?”
The Devil inspected the seat and said, “The third hole from the right.”
“Wrong,” said the idiot, “it’s from my a$$hole.”
And you don’t need a philosopher or a scientist to tell you where the idiot went.