A guy dies and goes to heaven. St. Peter issues him a white robe, a harp, and his very own cloud to float around on. The guy thinks this is great. One day he sees another cloud float by. The guy on that cloud has a gorgeous, nакеd woman and a keg of вееr with him. The first guy finds St. Peter and complains to him, How come this guy gets a gorgeous ваве and keg of вееr, when all I got is this white robe and a lousy harp? St. Peter says, I know just who you’re talking about. He’s being punished. The guy can’t believe what he’s hearing. How can that be?, he asks. Well, says St. Peter, The keg has a hole in it, and the girl doesn’t.
A guy dies and goes to heaven. St. Peter issues him a white robe, a harp, and his very own cloud to float around on.
The guy thinks this is great.
One day he sees another cloud float by.
The guy on that cloud has a gorgeous, nакеd woman and a keg of вееr with him.
The first guy finds St. Peter and complains to him, How come this guy gets a gorgeous ваве and keg of вееr, when all I got is this white robe and a lousy harp?
St. Peter says, I know just who you’re talking about. He’s being punished.
The guy can’t believe what he’s hearing.
How can that be?, he asks.
Well, says St. Peter, The keg has a hole in it, and the girl doesn’t.