casper
11-17-2009, 01:01 PM
An old lady dies and goes to heaven.
She's chatting it up with St. Peter at the Pearly Gates when all of a sudden she hears the most awful, blood curdling screams.
Don' t worry about that,' says St. Peter,
' It's only someone having the holes put into her shoulder blades for the wings.'
The old lady looks a little uncomfortable but carries on with the conversation.
Ten minutes later, there are more blood curdling screams.
'Oh my God,' says the old lady, 'now what is happening?'
' Not to worry, ' says St. Peter,
' She' s just having her head drilled to fit the halo. '
' I can' t do this,' says the old lady, ' I'm going to hell. '
' You can' t go there,' says St. Peter.
' You' ll be raped and taken advantage of. '
' Maybe so, says the old lady, but I' ve already got the holes for that. '
She's chatting it up with St. Peter at the Pearly Gates when all of a sudden she hears the most awful, blood curdling screams.
Don' t worry about that,' says St. Peter,
' It's only someone having the holes put into her shoulder blades for the wings.'
The old lady looks a little uncomfortable but carries on with the conversation.
Ten minutes later, there are more blood curdling screams.
'Oh my God,' says the old lady, 'now what is happening?'
' Not to worry, ' says St. Peter,
' She' s just having her head drilled to fit the halo. '
' I can' t do this,' says the old lady, ' I'm going to hell. '
' You can' t go there,' says St. Peter.
' You' ll be raped and taken advantage of. '
' Maybe so, says the old lady, but I' ve already got the holes for that. '