A man 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 young man replied. “On a trip to the Black Hills out in South Dakota, I came upon a gang of bikers who were threatening a young woman.
"I told them to leave her alone and they wouldn’t. So, I went up to the largest, ugliest and most tattooed biker there and I smacked him in the mouth, kicked over his bike, and ripped out his nose ring. I told them to back or I would kick the shit out of all of them."
St. Peter was suitably impressed, “When did this happen?”
“A few minutes ago.”