A man appears before St. Peter at the pearly gates. "Have you ever done
anything of particular merit?" St. Peter asks.
"Well, I can think of one thing," the man offers. "Once, on a trip to
the Black Hills, out in South Dakota, I came upon a gang of
high-testosterone bikers who were threatening a young woman. I directed them
to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. So I approached the largest and
most heavily tattooed biker. I smacked him on the head, kicked his bike over,
ripped out his nose ring and threw it on the ground, and told him, 'Leave her
alone now or you'll answer to me.'"
St. Peter was impressed. "When did this happen?"
"Just a couple minutes ago."
Anything worth shooting once, is worth shooting again.
If it ain't broke, break it. Someone needs the work