A Montana 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.
"Once, 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 #$%$)@ out of all of
you!"
St. Peter was impressed, "When did this happen?"
"Just a couple minutes ago..."
