Friday funnies.

A ringer from a huge cattle station in outback Australia appeared

before St Peter at the Pearly Gates.

"Have you ever done anything of particular merit?" St. Peter asked.

"Well, I can think of one thing," the ringer offered. "Once, on a trip to
the backblocks of Broken Hill out in New South Wales, I came

across a gang of bikies, who were threatening a young sheila.

I told them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. So, I

approached the largest, most heavily tattooed bikie and smacked

him in his face, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and

threw it on the ground.

I yelled, "Now, back off!! Or I'll kick the crap out of the lot of ya's!"

St. Peter was impressed, "When did this happen?"

"Just a coupla minutes ago..."