Guys,

This is a religious joke, but not at all off-color or bigoted. (Humor is a valuable part of a sane spirituality, I think). It's hilarious, so here goes.

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Two priests die and stand at the pearly gates.

St. Peter: You'll have to come back next week; the mainframe's down.

First priest: But we're dead. What are we supposed to do for a week?

St. Peter: Whatever you want. This week doesn't count.

Second priest: It doesn't count?

St. Peter: Yeah, that's right. (Turns to the first priest) What do you want to do?

First priest: Well, I've always wanted to soar in the sky like an eagle. (Whereupon he turns into a bald eagle and eagerly flies away.)

St. Peter(turning to the other priest): And what do you want to do?

Priest: You're sure it doesn't count?

St. Peter: Yup.

Priest: I've always wondered what it would like to be a stud.
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A week passes. God comes up St. Peter.

God: Now that the mainframe's back up, have you processed everybody?

St. Peter: Yup...No, wait. There's still those two priests.

God: Well?

St. Peter: The first won't be hard to find; he's an eagle soaring over the Rockies. The other one's going to be harder.

God: Oh?

St. Peter(sighs): He's a stud on a snow tire somewhere in Idaho.

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To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive. - Robert Louis Stevenson