A man appeared
before St. Peter at the pearly gates.
"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 impressed. "When did this happen?"
"Just a couple minutes ago."