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 bleep out of all of you!'"
St. Peter was impressed, "When did this happen?"
"Just A couple of minutes ago
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Nice.