AN OLD man has been standing in line at the Pearly Gates for so long that when he finally gets to the front, he can’t remember his name for St Peter to look up in the Big Book. St Peter doesn’t know what to do, so he gets Jesus to help him figure it out.
Jesus says: “Tell us about your life; maybe that will jog your memory.”
The old man says: “Well, I only had one child, a son.”
Jesus smiles and says: “Heh, I was an only child too. Go on.”
The man continues: “I think I was some kind of wood-worker or carpenter – something like that.”
“Huh, that’s another coincidence,” Jesus says.
“Anything else you can remember?”
The old man goes on: “You may not believe this, but my son – he was brought to life through a miracle!”
Jesus’s jaw drops, he smiles, and tears come to his eyes. “Father?” he asks the man.
The old man’s eyes open wide. “Pinocchio?”