St Peter is doing his shift at Heaven’s gate.
Suddenly there’s a knock. St Peter answers it and there’s a nervous, dishevelled looking man standing outside. He goes “Hello, I’m Hu…” and suddenly disappears.
St Peter shakes his head and goes back inside.
One minute later, another knock. St Peter opens the door, and there’s the dishevelled guy again. He looks very jumpy and tries again “Hello, I’m Hu….” and then he’s gone again.
Slightly miffed, St Peter goes back inside again, muttering something about pranksters wasting other people’s time.
One minute later, another knock. It’s the same game: St Peter opens the door, the guy looks at him pleadingly, goes “Hello I’m Hu…” and disappears into thin air. This time St Peter slams Heaven’s gates closed.
And yet, one minute later, there’s another tentative knock. St Peter throws open the door just in time for one last mournful “Hello I’m Hu…” before the man vanishes again.
Now St Peter, who as we all know is a Bavarian in temper, loses it and starts cursing at the top of his lungs:
“HIMMELHERRGOTTZEFIXNOCHAMOI KRUZEFIXHALLELUJA SAKRAMENT HERST ENDLICH MITAM BLÄDSINN AUF DU BAZI DU DEPPERTER!” he thunders mightily.
Suddenly God wanders up and pats the red faced St Peter on his shoulder “Don’t take it personally, that’s just Hubert with the heart condition, he’s being reanimated again.”
