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Michael Jordan, after living a full life, died. When he got to heaven, God was showing him around. They came to a modest little house with a faded Chicago Bulls flag in the window. "This house is yours for eternity, Michael," said God. "This is very special; not everyone gets a house up here."
Michael felt special, indeed, and walked up to his house. On his way up the porch, he noticed another house just around the corner. It was a 3-story mansion with a brilliant White, Purple, and Gold sidewalk, a 50 ft. tall flagpole flying an enormous Los Angeles Lakers flag, and in every window a Lakers logo.
Michael looked at God and said "God, I'm not trying to be ungrateful, but I have a question: I won six NBA Championships, more awards than I can remember and am the greatest player of all time."
God said "So what do you want to know, Michael?"
"Well, why does Shaq get a better house than me?"
God chuckled and said "Michael, that's not Shaq's house, ...it's mine."
Michael felt special, indeed, and walked up to his house. On his way up the porch, he noticed another house just around the corner. It was a 3-story mansion with a brilliant White, Purple, and Gold sidewalk, a 50 ft. tall flagpole flying an enormous Los Angeles Lakers flag, and in every window a Lakers logo.
Michael looked at God and said "God, I'm not trying to be ungrateful, but I have a question: I won six NBA Championships, more awards than I can remember and am the greatest player of all time."
God said "So what do you want to know, Michael?"
"Well, why does Shaq get a better house than me?"
God chuckled and said "Michael, that's not Shaq's house, ...it's mine."
