A cowboy 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 cowboy offered. On a trip to the Black Hills out in South Dakota , I came upon a gang of 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 tattooed biker and smacked him in the face, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground. I yelled, 'Now, back off or I'll kick your ass like a tin can!'
St. Peter was impressed, When did this happen?
Couple of minutes ago.
'Have you ever done anything of particular merit?'
St. Peter asked.
Well, I can think of one thing, the cowboy offered. On a trip to the Black Hills out in South Dakota , I came upon a gang of 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 tattooed biker and smacked him in the face, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground. I yelled, 'Now, back off or I'll kick your ass like a tin can!'
St. Peter was impressed, When did this happen?
Couple of minutes ago.
