... and there i was, at the pearly gates. i couldn't help thinking, these gates aren't made from pearls, it must just be an expression.
"what can i do for you son? peter is off today, i'm god. you do know you're not supposed to be here yet. you're party doesn't start for a long time. don't call me, i'll call you."
"i knew you didn't have a white beard and..."
"the gates?" interupted god "it's molten love"
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