A certain man died and showed up at the pearly gates. St. Peter invited him in, and, before ushering him to his mansion, took him for a stroll.
After a few minutes, they came upon a small group of folks sitting around a camp fire in a secluded spot behind some trees. The man, peering through the tree limbs, turned to St. Peter and said, "Who are they?"
To that, St. Peter put a finger to his lips and replied, "Shh... They think they're the only ones here!"
After a few minutes, they came upon a small group of folks sitting around a camp fire in a secluded spot behind some trees. The man, peering through the tree limbs, turned to St. Peter and said, "Who are they?"
To that, St. Peter put a finger to his lips and replied, "Shh... They think they're the only ones here!"
