[FONT=comic sans ms,sans-serif]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 heavily tattooed biker and
smacked him in his 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 the shit out of all of you!'
St. Peter was impressed, 'When did this happen?'
[FONT=comic sans ms,sans-serif] 'Just a couple of minutes ago.'
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'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 heavily tattooed biker and
smacked him in his 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 the shit out of all of you!'
St. Peter was impressed, 'When did this happen?'
[FONT=comic sans ms,sans-serif] 'Just a couple of minutes ago.'
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