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
the **** out of all of you!'
St. Peter was impressed, 'When did this happen?'
'Couple of minutes ago.'
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The priest of a small Irish village was very fond of the ten chickens (plus one cock rooster) he kept in a hen house behind the house.
One Saturday night, the cock rooster was missing, and as that was the time the priest suspected cock fights occurred in the village, he decided to say something about it at church the next morning.
At Mass, he asked the congregation, “Has anyone got a cock?” All the men stood up.
“No, no,” he said. “That wasn’t what I meant. Has anybody seen a cock?” All the women stood up.
“No, no,” he said. “That wasn’t what I meant, either. Has anyone seen a cock that doesn’t belong to them?”
Half the women stood up.
“No, no,” he said. “Perhaps I should rephrase the question:
Has anybody here seen my cock?”
All the choir boys stood up.
