so einstein dies. he finds himself in heaven, and he has his violin. he's overjoyed. he loves his violin more than physics. even more than women. he's excited to find out how well he can play in heaven. he imagines he'll be pretty damn good. so he starts tuning up, and the angels rush at him.

'what are you doing?' they say.

'i'm getting ready to play.'

'don't do that. god won't like it. he's a saxophonist.'

so einstein stops. he doesn't play. but it's difficult. he loves music. and there's actually not much to do in heaven. and sure enough, from high above, he hears the saxophone. he's playing 'take the 'a' train', do you know that one? einstein knows it too. and he thinks, i'm going to do it. i'm going to play with him. we're going to sound great together. so he starts playing 'take the 'a' train'. the saxophone stops, and god appears. he marches over to einstein and kicks him in the balls, which hurts, even in heaven. then he smashes einstein's beloved violin to bits. eternity without music. heaven has become hell for einstein. and as he writhes on the ground, holding his smashed balls, an angel comes over and says: 'we warned you: never play with god.'