The newly arrived soul thought for a moment and
replied,
"Yeah, once I was driving along and came upon a
woman who was being harassed by a group of bikers.
So I pulled over, got out my tire iron, and went up to the
leader of the bikers.
He was a big, muscular, hairy guy with tattoos all over
his body and a ring pierced through his nose.
Well, I tore the nose ring out of his nose, and told him
he and his gang had better stop bothering the woman
or they would have to deal with me!"
"I'm impressed," St. Peter responded, "When did this happen?"
"About two minutes ago," came the reply.