08-25-2005, 03:19 AM | #1 (permalink) |
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St. Peter
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 minutes ago"
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08-25-2005, 04:38 AM | #2 (permalink) |
Evil Priest: The Devil Made Me Do It!
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