A lawyer dies
and goes to heaven. Once he reaches the pearly gates, St. Peter
approaches him and says,
"Oh, its you. Follow me." At
that a white limousine pulled up. The lawyer stepped in and they sped
off.
On the way the lawyer stared out the
window. He saw someone that looked familiar. He said, "Hey, isn't
that St. Jerome?"
St. Peter replied, "Yes, that
is."
The lawyer was puzzled by the living
conditions. The Saint was living in a pup tent and traveling around on
a bike.
A short while later the lawyer noticed
another man who looked familiar. "Isn't that St. Francis?"
he asked.
"Yes it is" replied St. Peter.
The lawyer was surprised to see that the
saint was living in a tin shack and had a skateboard for
transportation.
The lawyer began to worry, "If
Saints have such lousy living conditions, what will mine be like"
Soon they
pulled up to a huge white mansion with a staff of twenty waiting
outside. St. Peter announced that this was to be the lawyers home and
the staff were there to attend to his every need.
"Are there any questions you have
for me before you are left to your eternity?" asked St. Peter
"Yes!" said the lawyer.
"Why do the saints live in such terrible conditions and mine are
so great?"
Saint Peter replied, "We have
hundreds of saints but you're our first lawyer"
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