Elk Chaser
11-30-2003, 06:52 PM
Four old duffers are pounding their balls around the links when a sudden thunderstorm pops up. >>ZAP<< A bolt of lightning kills all four in one stroke. Soon, they find themselves at the Pearly Gates.
St. Peter is all upset, papers flying in the air, "You guys aren't supposed to be here yet. It's not your time! I'll tell ya what...I can put you all back on Earth to finish out your days, but you have to decide how. That is, everyone down there already knows you're all dead, so I can't send you back as who you were. Figure it out amongst yourselves and I'll check back with you later."
Some time goes by and St. Peter returns, "Well, have you decided how you want to go back?"
One of the golfers steps forward, "St. Peter, we've decided that we all want to go back to earth as lesbians."
"LESBIANS!" St. Peter shouts, "why lesbians?"
"Well, sir, we all love to eat pussy and we wanna hit from the red tees."
St. Peter is all upset, papers flying in the air, "You guys aren't supposed to be here yet. It's not your time! I'll tell ya what...I can put you all back on Earth to finish out your days, but you have to decide how. That is, everyone down there already knows you're all dead, so I can't send you back as who you were. Figure it out amongst yourselves and I'll check back with you later."
Some time goes by and St. Peter returns, "Well, have you decided how you want to go back?"
One of the golfers steps forward, "St. Peter, we've decided that we all want to go back to earth as lesbians."
"LESBIANS!" St. Peter shouts, "why lesbians?"
"Well, sir, we all love to eat pussy and we wanna hit from the red tees."