An old lady dies and she goes to heaven.
She's chatting up a storm
with St. Peter at the Pearly gates when all of a sudden she hears the most
awful bloodcurdling screams.
"Don't worry about that, "says St. Peter, "it's only someone having
the holes bored into her shoulder blades for her wings. "
The old lady looks a bit uncomfortable but continues the conversation.
Ten minutes later, there are more bloodcurdling screams.
"Oh my god," says the little old lady, "now what's
"Not to worry, "says St. Peter, "she's only having her head
drilled to fit her halo."
"I can't do this, "says the little old lady, "I'm off to hell."
"You can't go there," says St. Peter, "you'll be raped and
"Yes, but I already have the holes for that, "says the little