Originally Posted by lhbernhardt
I'm reminded of an old joke that can pretty much be tailored to suit a variety of professions and avocations:
Bob, a long time cyclist who was clipped by an environmentalist in a Prius texting a hate note on her new iPhone was met by St. Peter at the Pearly Gates.
Bob couldn't help but notice the wait list to enter was a millenium long.
Bob was scratching his head, pondering where to sit when all of a sudden a guy on a track bike goes racing past everyone in line, then enters the gates by shooting a gap between the first two standing in line.
Bob was aghast, asking St. Peter why the track racer was allowed to pass right in without waiting even half a millenium.
St. Peter replied "Oh that's God he just thinks he's a track racer".
"I don't care who you are, that's funny right there." Larry the Cable Guy