A ringer from a huge cattle station in outback Australia 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 ringer offered. "Once, on a trip to the backblocks of Broken Hill out in New South Wales , I came across a gang of bikies, who were threatening a young Sheila.
I told them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. So, I approached the largest and most heavily tattooed Bikie 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 the lot of ya's!"
St. Peter was impressed, "When did this happen?"
"Just a couple minutes ago..."
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