Saddam Hussein had no sooner died than finding himself in hell, face to face with the Genie who he had found as a child.

"You are a horrible Genie! You failed me with my three wishes!"

"No I didn't, Saddam...let's review...

You wished to be a great leader of your country. This came true, no?"

"Yes it did, but"

"You wished to be wealthy beyond your wildest dreams?"

"And this too, came true, but..."

"And the third wish...you wanted to be hung like a black man."