A cowboy 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 cowboy offered. 'On a trip to the Big Horn Mountains out in Wyoming, I came upon a gang of bikers who were threatening a young woman.
I directed them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. So, I
approached the largest and most tattooed biker and smacked him in the
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 #&%$ out of all of you!'
St. Peter was impressed, 'When did this happen?'
'Couple of minutes ago.'