A man arrives at the Pearly Gates
seeking admission.
Have you ever done anything of
particular merit?" St. Peter asked.
"Well! I can think of one thing,"
the man offered.
"Once, on a trip to the Black Hills
out in South Dakota, I came upon
a gang of high-testosterone bikers,
who were threatening a young woman.
I directed them to leave her alone but
they wouldn't listen. So, I approached
the largest and most heavily tattooed
biker and smacked him on the head,
kicked his bike over, ripped out his
nose ring and threw it on the
ground."
I yelled, "Now, back off biker boy or
you'll answer to me!"
St. Peter was very impressed!
"When did this happen?"
"About five minutes ago."
seeking admission.
Have you ever done anything of
particular merit?" St. Peter asked.
"Well! I can think of one thing,"
the man offered.
"Once, on a trip to the Black Hills
out in South Dakota, I came upon
a gang of high-testosterone bikers,
who were threatening a young woman.
I directed them to leave her alone but
they wouldn't listen. So, I approached
the largest and most heavily tattooed
biker and smacked him on the head,
kicked his bike over, ripped out his
nose ring and threw it on the
ground."
I yelled, "Now, back off biker boy or
you'll answer to me!"
St. Peter was very impressed!
"When did this happen?"
"About five minutes ago."
