tartanterrier
Is somewhere outhere.
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 of minutes ago." :angels:
"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 of minutes ago." :angels:
