So it's Easter Sunday in Heaven,the pearly gates which normally close up for the day at 5:00 are open an extra hour 'cause it's Easter and Saint Peter is in a pretty laid back mood. Things have been kinda slow with only a few missionaries and nuns showing up with the proper credentials to gain instant access.Quite a few pretty good folks have been turned away 'cause the bad stuff outweighed the good stuff.
So now it's 6:01 and the gates start to squeak closed for the day. Saint Peter notices some skinny little guy kinda hanging around,not really trying to get in but in no hurry to leave either. He calls him out of the shadows and looks at his name tag." Dohrmann,why do you deserve to enter Heaven on this day" says St Peter in a booming voice." Well I'm not really shure,I ahh,ahh really never really did anything bad but then I ahh,ahh never really did anything good either" muttered a very sheepish and visibly rattled Dave. "Maybe I'll just come back another time".Dave starts to turn away nervously stumbles,spilling out the contents of his satchel.Saint Peter helps him collect his things. Along with super feet,passion bolt grease and miracle fabric are hundreds of prayer cards stuffed into his bag by his buddys. On any other day,at any other time, still probably not enough,but at closing time on Easter Sunday there's room for one more.
Better to be lucky than good, ain't that right Dave ?