Mr. and Mrs Davis were out driving when there was a terrible accident and unfortunately Mrs. Davis got killed immediately in the car crash while Mr. Davis survived a few days in the hospital before he also passed away.
Eventually Mr. Davis arrived at the gates of heaven and St. Peter welcomed him and explained the way of life and some routines in heaven.
First, said St. Peter, you will be supplied with a vehicle.
That vehicle is chosen directly in proportion to your fidelity to your spouse whilst you were alive and living your life down on earth.
St. Peter hastily looked through some documents and said to Mr. Davis: As it seems that you have been a good husband and true to your wife through all your living years, except for that one time on your business trip New York, you are qualified for a nice Chrysler 300.
-You would have qualified for the Cadillac Escalade if it wouldn´t have been for that one time in New York.
Mr. Davis thanked St. Peter for his new car and drove away.
A couple of days later St. Peter saw Mr. Davis sitting in his Chrysler, crying.
-Come on, Mr. Davis, St. Peter said, don´t cry. Is there something wrong with your Chrysler?
-No, Mr. Davis replied, the car runs well and nothing is wrong.
-Then why are you crying? St. Peter asked him.
-It´s my wife, Mr. Davis said, I saw her passing by here a couple of hours ago, and she was riding a f-ing SKATEBOARD!
Eventually Mr. Davis arrived at the gates of heaven and St. Peter welcomed him and explained the way of life and some routines in heaven.
First, said St. Peter, you will be supplied with a vehicle.
That vehicle is chosen directly in proportion to your fidelity to your spouse whilst you were alive and living your life down on earth.
St. Peter hastily looked through some documents and said to Mr. Davis: As it seems that you have been a good husband and true to your wife through all your living years, except for that one time on your business trip New York, you are qualified for a nice Chrysler 300.
-You would have qualified for the Cadillac Escalade if it wouldn´t have been for that one time in New York.
Mr. Davis thanked St. Peter for his new car and drove away.
A couple of days later St. Peter saw Mr. Davis sitting in his Chrysler, crying.
-Come on, Mr. Davis, St. Peter said, don´t cry. Is there something wrong with your Chrysler?
-No, Mr. Davis replied, the car runs well and nothing is wrong.
-Then why are you crying? St. Peter asked him.
-It´s my wife, Mr. Davis said, I saw her passing by here a couple of hours ago, and she was riding a f-ing SKATEBOARD!
