Tommy was leaving his favourite bar when he is run over by a bus. He gets to the gates of heaven and St Peter tells him he cannot enter unless he passes a test. Tommy agrees to try as he never was the brightest bulb in the box.


St Peter decides to go easy on him. “What has five fingers and is made of black leather?” he asks.


Tommy scratches his head, thinks hard and finally gives up.


“It’s a glove,” says St Peter. “Let’s try again. What has 10 fingers and is made of black leather?”


Tommy was clearly stumped. After a few minutes of pacing in a circle and scratching his head, he gives up.


“Why, it’s TWO gloves – don’t you see? Ten fingers, black leather?” says St. Peter, amazed.
Being in a generous mood, St Peter decides to give Tommy one final chance and thinks of an even easier question.


“Okay. Who is the patron saint of Ireland?” he asks, thinking surely Tommy can’t miss this.


“It wouldn’t be three gloves, would it?” says Tommy.



It's life Jim, but not as WE know it.
Live long and prosper.