Joke 98

A woman who died found herself standing outside the Pearly Gates, being greeted by St. Peter.

She asked him, “Oh, is this place what I really think it is? It’s so beautiful.  Did I really make it to heaven?”

To which St. Peter replied, “Yes, my dear, these are the Gates to Heaven. But you must do one more thing before you can enter: spell a word.”

“What word?” she asked.

“Any word,” answered St. Peter. “It’s your choice.”  The woman promptly replied, “Then the word I will spell is love. L-o-v-e.”

St. Peter congratulated her and asked her if she would mind taking his place at the gates for a few minutes while he went to the bathroom.

“I’d be honoured,” she said, “but what should I do if someone comes while you are gone?”

St. Peter instructed the woman to simply have any newcomers to the Pearly Gates spell a word, as she had done.

As the woman watched the beautiful angels soaring around her, a man approached. She realized it was her loser husband.

“What happened?” she cried, “Why are you here?”

Her husband stared at her for a moment, then said, “I was so drunk when I left your funeral, I was in an accident. And now I am here?  Did I really make it to Heaven?”

To which the woman replied, “Not yet. You must spell a word first.”

“What word?” he asked.

“Czechoslovakia.”