Saturday, March 24, 2012

An accountant shows up at the Pearly Gates...

An accountant shows up at the Pearly Gates and stands before St. Peter. St. Peter eyes the dapper little man, and asks:

"I haven't much in my scroll about your life. What good and noble acts have you done to merit entrance into Paradise?"

The accountant replied;

"Good Saint, one time I was driving in my Prius and I came across a gang of bikers who were treating a lady very rudely. I stopped, got out of my car, and walked over to their parked motorcycles and tipped them over in the dirt. Then I walked up to the leader of the biker gang-- a big fellow, 6'9'', 300 pounds, tattoos covering huge slabs of muscle."
St Peter observed:
"Good. You were defending the lady, my son. Such chivalry." 

The accountant smiled modestly, and he stood straighter:

"I looked up at the big lug, and I said with confidence: 'Now listen here, fella-- you leave this lady alone, if you know what's good for you!'
"He didn't respond, so I kicked dirt on his boots, pulled his beard, and flicked his nose ring with my finger. Then I said he was a lily-livered little pansy"

St. Peter smiled:

"Very impressive. All to protect the lady. A true act of courage and charity. When did you do this courageous act?"

"A few minutes ago".


  1. LMAO!
    Excellent. I am going to borrow that one today.

  2. What do accountants suffer from that ordinary people don't?

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