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Bob has a car accident, dies and goes straight to hell. He's given the grand tour by Satan himself, and they pass by a roomful of clocks. Satan says, "You were a pretty good boy, so I'm gonna give you the job of cleaning the clocks." Bob scratches his head and asks, "They didn't teach us about any clocks in Sunday school; what are they for?" Satan replies, "We assign one to each newborn, and use 'em to keep track of their sins - they start off at midnight, and tick over one minute for each sin. That's how I knew you weren't so bad - your clock over here stopped at 3:30." As Bob examines his clock, the one next to it ticks over from 4:15 to 4:16. Bob says, "So that's what a sin looks like. Where's the clock for my attorney, Kirk?" Satan chuckles, "That one's in my office - we use it as a fan."
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