A conspiracy theorist dies and goes to heaven.
When he arrives, God says, “Welcome. You can ask me one question. Anything you want.”
The man says, “I need to know: Who really shot J.F.K.?”
God says, “Lee Harvey Oswald shot him, and he acted alone.”
The man pauses and then says, “Wow. This goes even higher than I thought.”
A bunch of scrap metal dealers are all killed together in a bus accident.
They end up at the pearly gates and are greeted by St. Peter.
Peter: “What are you guys supposed to be?”
A big dirty guy in the crowd: “We’re scrap metal dealers!”
Peter: “How come there are so many of you?”
Big guy: “We were at a scrap metal convention and were killed on the same bus.”
Peter: “This is highly unusual. I better go check with the boss.”
Peter leaves the group waiting and goes to see God on his throne.
Peter: “Dear Lord, there are about 50 scrap metal dealers at the gates, and they all want in.”
God: “Fifty? Oh no, that’s way too many. Go back and pick the 10 or 12 best of the bunch and send the others away.”
So off St. Peter runs towards the gates, but a moment later he is standing back in front of God with a horrified look on his face.
Peter: “They’re gone!”
God: “What do you mean gone? Where could they all go?”
Peter: “No, the pearly gates! They’re gone!”
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A conspiracy theorist dies and goes to heaven.
When he arrives, God says, “Welcome. You can ask me one question. Anything you want.”
The man says, “I need to know: Who really shot J.F.K.?”
God says, “Lee Harvey Oswald shot him, and he acted alone.”
The man pauses and then says, “Wow. This goes even higher than I thought.”
A bunch of scrap metal dealers are all killed together in a bus accident.
They end up at the pearly gates and are greeted by St. Peter.
Peter: “What are you guys supposed to be?”
A big dirty guy in the crowd: “We’re scrap metal dealers!”
Peter: “How come there are so many of you?”
Big guy: “We were at a scrap metal convention and were killed on the same bus.”
Peter: “This is highly unusual. I better go check with the boss.”
Peter leaves the group waiting and goes to see God on his throne.
Peter: “Dear Lord, there are about 50 scrap metal dealers at the gates, and they all want in.”
God: “Fifty? Oh no, that’s way too many. Go back and pick the 10 or 12 best of the bunch and send the others away.”
So off St. Peter runs towards the gates, but a moment later he is standing back in front of God with a horrified look on his face.
Peter: “They’re gone!”
God: “What do you mean gone? Where could they all go?”
Peter: “No, the pearly gates! They’re gone!”
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"When they can't find anything wrong with you, they create it!"
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I don't know but you better empty the bucket!
"When they can't find anything wrong with you, they create it!"
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