Three men died and arrived at the pearly gates, where St. Peter greeted them. “You’re forgiven since you’re here,” he said. “But before I let you into Heaven, I need to ask a question. You’ll need a car up here, and the type you get depends on your answer.”
The first man went up. “How long were you married?” St. Peter asked. “24 years,” he replied. “Did you ever cheat on your wife?” “Yes, seven times… but I’m forgiven, right?” St. Peter said, “Yes, but that’s not great. Here’s a Pinto.”
The second man answered similarly. “I was married 41 years and cheated once in the first year, but we worked it out.” St. Peter smiled, “Good to hear. Here’s a Lincoln.”
The third man said proudly, “I was married 63 years and never even looked at another woman. I treated my wife like a queen!” “Perfect!” St. Peter said, handing him the keys to a Jaguar.
A few days later, the men with the Pinto and Lincoln saw the Jaguar driver crying on the golden street. “What’s wrong?” they asked. He replied, “I just saw my wife… and she’s on a skateboard!”
