On their way to get married, a young Catholic couple were involved in a fatal car accident. The couple found themselves sitting outside the Pearly Gates waiting for St. Peter to process them into Heaven.
While waiting they began to wonder; Could they possibly get married in Heaven?
When St. Peter arrived they asked him if they could get married in Heaven.
St. Peter said, "I don't know. This is the first time anyone has asked. Let me go find out," and he left.
The couple sat and waited for an answer. ... for a couple of months.
While they waited, they discussed the pros and cons. If they were allowed to get married in Heaven, should they get married, what with the eternal aspect of it all? What if it doesn't work? Are we stuck in Heaven together forever?"
Another month passed. St. Peter finally returned, looking somewhat bedraggled.
“Yes," he informed the couple, "You can get married in Heaven."
"Great!" said the couple. "But we were just wondering; what if things don't work out? Could we also get a divorce in Heaven?"
St. Peter, red-faced with anger, slammed his clipboard on the ground.
"What's wrong?" asked the frightened couple.
"OH, COME ON!!!" St. Peter shouted. "It took me 3 months to find a priest up here! Do you have ANY idea how long it'll take to find a lawyer?”
Not sure which thread to post this in but here goes.
Been to a funeral today, second one this week. Anyway Stuart Gullen the deceased was truly salt of the earth. A proud Scot. Ex military, ex mineworker. Proud father to three kids. Piper with the seaforth highlanders and a couple of other bands. Requested his pipes be sent back to the Scottish town he first played pipes in so another kid could carry on the tradition. Him and his wife fostered over 300 kids. The turn out from his family and friends was amazing.
The road to the cream was thronged with military folk lining the route ready to salute his final journey. The call went out that the funeral courtage was coming. Four standard bearers stood in the middle of the lane to escort the hearse. As the cars stopped behind the four bearers. Someone quietly said “ wrong funeral”.
I am trying to sell a brand new wedge on FB market place
Message received yesterday from an interested person
Them yesterday " I have seen this online for £25"
Me "buy that one then"
Them this morning
" I cannot quite make out the colour of the finish and I cannot find one online to get a better idea"