One Really Good Deed Needed at the Pearly Gates

A guy is at the Pearly Gates, hoping to be admitted, and St.
Peter says to the guy, "I can't see that you did anything really
good in your life, but you never did anything bad either. I tell
you what, if you can tell me one really good deed that you did,
you're in."


So the guy says, "Once I was driving down the road and saw a
gang of bikers assaulting this poor girl. So I pulled over, got
out my car, grabbed a tire iron and walked straight up to the
gang's leader--a huge ugly guy with a studded leather jacket,
bald head but with hair all over his body, and a chain running
from his nose to his ear.


Undaunted, I ripped the chain out of his nose and ear and
smashed him over the head with the tire iron. Then I turned
around and, wielding my tire iron, yelled to the rest of them,
'You leave this poor, innocent lady alone! You're all a bunch of
sick, deranged animals! Go home before I teach you all a lesson
in pain!'"


Impressed, St. Peter says, "Really? I can't seem to find this in
your file. When did this happen?" "Oh, about two minutes ago."