Thomas Edison dies and goes to heaven. He gets up there and sets up his lab and begins doing experiments and inventing things. After a while he tells God that it's too noisy -- choiry angels singing praises 24/7, the noise is driving him =crazy=. So he packs up his lab and goes to Sheol, where he asks Satan if he can get some peace and quiet. Satan sticks him off in one of the cooler parts of Sheol with less wailing and gnashing of teeth, and Edison sets about inventing. Before too long, Tom has the entire place lit, air conditioned, televisions playing all manner of debauched entertainment

-- the works. The word gets up to God that Satan has turned Sheol into a rather nice place for all the sinners down there. God tells Satan that he'd better stop and Satan refuses. "Look, if you don't immediately turn off the air conditioning and unplugged the televisions, I'm going to sue", says God. "And where do you think you're going to find a lawyer?!", responds Satan.