> > 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?"
> >
> > "A couple of minutes ago."
> >
> > "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?"
> >
> > "A couple of minutes ago."