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St Peter is standing at heaven's gate when a man walks up.

- Welcome to heaven my son. What did you do with your life?

- I was a policeman - he responded.

- What kind of policeman? - St Peter asked.

- I was a vice officer. I kept dangerous narcotics out of the hands of kids.

- Wonderful my son, welcome to heaven. Pass through the gates.

A few moments later a second man walks up.

- Welcome to heaven my son. What did you do with your life?

- I was a policeman - he responded.

- What kind of policeman? - St Peter asked.

- I was a traffic officer. I kept the roads and highways safe for travelers.

- Well done. Pass through the gates into paradise.

A few moments later a third man walks up.

- Welcome to heaven my son. What did you do with your life?

- I was a policeman - he responded.

- What kind of policeman? - St Peter asked.

- I was a Military Policeman, Sir.

- Excellent my son, I have to leave for a bit, watch the gate will you?

Three men die and go to heaven and queue to meet St. Peter.

- St. Peter: Hi, what's your name?

- Paul: My name is Paul.

- St. Peter: Hi, Paul. Tell me, when you died, how much were you earning?

- Paul: 120K.

- St. Peter: Wow! Tell me, Paul, what were you doing to earn that kind of money?

- Paul: I was a lawyer.

- St. Peter: That's great. Come on in.

St. Peter then turned to the second man.

- Hi, what's your name?

- Roger: My name is Roger.

- St. Peter: Hi, Roger. Tell me, when you died, how much were you earning?

- Roger: 60K.

- St. Peter: Hey, that's great! Tell me, Roger, what did you do for a living?

- Roger: I was an accountant.

- St. Peter: That's very good. Come on in.

St. Peter then turned to the second man.

- Hi, what's your name?

- John: My name is John.

- St. Peter: Hi, John. Tell me, John, how much were you earning when you died?

- John: About $23,000.

- St. Peter: Hey, that's fantastic, John! Tell me, what instrument did you play?

So this trumpet player dies. When he reaches is everlasting reward, the guy in the robe says:

- You're going to spend eternity with this combo, okay? There's a bass player named 'Mingus' and a pianist named 'Monk', and any day now we expect this 'Blakey' guy to show up with his drums.

- Wow! - the guy says.

- I never imagined heaven would be this good.

The man in the robe says:

- This is hell, not heaven. There's a girl singer.

It seems three Irishmen, Sean, Michael and Tim, passed over at the same time. Upon encountering the Pearly Gates, they were met by ST. Patrick himself, and he addressed the boys thusly:

- Lads, I'm here to welcome you to heaven where you will spend eternity. Just remember one thing, when you go through these gates, don't step on any of the ducks or you'll be punished for eternity.

Sean went in first and was amazed to see that the entire ladscape was encompassed by ducks, and try as he might, sure enough he stepped on one. He was immediately joined by one of the homliest colleens he's ever laid eyes on, and she said:

- Well love, you stepped on a duck and now we're together for all time.

And of course the exact same thing happened to Michael only his companion was even the worse for wear. By this time Tim was absolutely terrified.
And he gingerly managed to make it most of the way across the court without stepping on a single duck. Suddenly, his arm was taken by a young lass. Tim looked over and beheld the most beautiful, graceful, blue-eyed woman he's ever seen in all his life. He gasped:

- I don't understand it!

The young beauty answered:

- Well I'm sure I don't either, I was walking along minding my own business, when all of a sudden I stepped on a duck.

Two Irish friends greeted each other while waiting their turn at the bank window.

- This reminds me of Finnegan - remarked one.

- What about Finnegan? - inquired the other.

- 'Tis a story that Finnegan died, and when he greeted St. Peter, he said:

- It's a fine job you've had here for a long time.

- Well, Finnegan - said St. Peter - here we count a million years as a minute and a million dollars as a cent.

- Ah! - said Finnegan - I'm needing cash. Lend me a cent.

- Sure - said St. Peter - just wait a minute.

Three people die, a Doctor a school teacher and the head of a large HMO, when met at the pearly gates by St. Peter he asks the Doctor:

- what did you do on Earth?

The Dotor replied, I healed the sick and if they could not pay I would do it for free. St. Peter told the Doctor:

- you may go in.

St. Peter then asked the teacher what she did, she replied, I taught educationally challenged children. St. Peter then told her:

- you may go in.

St. Peter asked the third man:

- what did you do?

The man hung his head and replied:

- I ran a large HMO.

To which St. Peter replied:

- you may go in, but you can only stay 3 days.

President Clinton died and knocked at the Pearly Gates.

- Who goes there? - inquired St. Peter.

- It's me, Bill Clinton.

- What bad things did you do on earth?

Clinton thought a bit and answered:

- Well, I smoked marijuana, but you shouldn't hold that against me because I didn't inhale. And I lied, but I didn't commit perjury.

After several moments of deliberation St. Peter replied:

- OK, here's the deal. We'll send you someplace where it is very hot, but we won't call it 'Hell.' You'll be there for an indefinite period of time, but we won't call it 'eternity.' And don't 'abandon all hope' upon entering, just don't hold your breath waiting for it to freeze over.

A famous professor of surgery died and went to heaven. At the pearly gate he was asked by the gatekeeper:

- Have you ever committed a sin you truly regret?

- Yes - the professor ansvered.

- When I was a young candidate at the hospital of Saint Lucas, we played soccer against at team from the Community Hospital, and I scored a goal, which was off-side. But the referee did not se it so, and the goal won us the match. I regret that now.

- Well - said the gatekeeper:

- That is a very minor sin. You may enter.

- Thank you very much, Saint Peter - the professor ansvered.

- Im am not Saint Peter - said the gatekeeper:

- He is having his lunchbreak. I am Saint Lucas.

There once was a rich man who was near death. He was very grieved because he had worked so hard for his money and he wanted to be able to take it with him to heaven. So he began to pray that he might be able to take some of his wealth with him.

An angel hears his plea and appears to him.

- Sorry, but you can't take your wealth with you. The man implores the angel to speak to God to see if He might bend the rules.

The man continues to pray that his wealth could follow him. The angel reappears and informs the man that God has decided to allow him to take one suitcase with him. Overjoyed, the man gathers his largest suitcase and fills it with pure gold bars and places it beside his bed.

Soon afterward the man dies and shows up at the Gates of Heaven to greet St. Peter. St. Peter seeing the suitcase says:

- Hold on, you can't bring that in here!

But, the man explains to St. Peter that he has permission and asks him to verify his story with the Lord. Sure enough, St. Peter checks and comes back saying:

- You're right. You are allowed one carry-on bag, but I'm supposed to check its contents before letting it through.

St. Peter opens the suitcase to inspect the worldly items that the man found too precious to leave behind and exclaims:

- You brought pavement?!!!

A man arrives at the gates of heaven. St. Peter asks:

- Religion?

The man says:

- Methodist.

St. Peter looks down his list, and says:

- Go to room 24, but be very quiet as you pass room 8.

Another man arrives at the gates of heaven.

- Religion?

- Baptist.

- Go to room 18, but be very quiet as you pass room 8.

A third man arrives at the gates.

- Religion?

- Jewish.

- Go to room 11, but be very quiet as you pass room 8.

The man says:

- I can understand there being different rooms for different religions, but why must I be quiet when I pass room 8?

St. Peter tells him:

- Well the Jehovah's Witnesses are in room 8, and they think they're the only ones here.