The Pope, Billy Graham, and Oral Roberts
were in a
three-way plane crash over the Pacific Ocean. They
all died and went to heaven together.
"Oh, this is terrible," exclaims St. Peter. "I know you
guys think we summoned you here, but this is just one
of those coincidences that happen. Since we weren't
expecting you, your quarters just aren't ready... We
can't take you in and we can't send you
Then he got an idea. He picked up the phone, "Lucifer,
this is St. Peter. Hey, I got these three guys up here. They're
ours, but we weren't expecting them, and we gotta fix the
place up for 'em. I was hoping you could put them up for
a while. It'll only be a few of days. What d'ya
Reluctantly, the Devil agreed.
However, two days later... St. Peter got a
"Pete, this is Lucifer. Hey, you gotta come get these
guys. This Pope fellow is forgiving everybody,
the Graham guy is saving everybody, and that Roberts
has raised enough money to buy air conditioning."