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."
