Three writers, Sam, Pete, and Chuck, who were attending a writing convention, booked a room on the 75th floor of a hotel.
When they arrived back at the hotel from the convention, the receptionist told them, "I'm terribly sorry, but the elevator is broken. In the meantime, you will have to take the stairs."
Now, Sam was a writer of funny
stories, Pete was a writer of scary
stories, and Chuck was a writer of sad
stories. The three of them agreed that, to make it less boring, Sam would tell the other two his funniest
stories while they climbed from floors 1 to 25, Pete would tell his scariest
stories from floors 26 to 50, and Chuck would tell his saddest
stories from floors 51 to 75.
They started to climb the stairs, and Sam started to tell funny
stories. By the time they reached the 25th floor, Pete and Chuck were laughing hysterically.
Then Pete started to tell scary
stories. By the time they reached the 50th floor, Sam and Chuck were hugging each other in fear.
Then Chuck started to tell sad
stories. He stuck his hands in his pockets, thinking.
"Ah, I'll tell my saddest
story of all first." he said.
He coughed nervously.
"There once was a man named Chuck, who left the hotel room key in the car..."