Pearly gates

A Muslim dies and finds himself in front of St Peter at the gates of heaven.

"Hey, what's going on here? Where am I?" he asks St Peter.

"Welcome to the afterlife," St Peter replies.

"No, no this isn't right. I want to speak to the prophet Mohammed, right away."

"Would you like a cappuccino?" asks St Peter.

"No! I want to speak to the prophet Mohammed," replies the Muslim.

"Well, you can talk to Jesus if you want," says St Peter, and goes off to find him.

"Jesus, I don't understand what's going on here," the Muslim says. "I want to speak to the prophet Mohammed."

"Would you like a cappuccino?"

"No, I want to speak to the prophet! Now."

"Well, you can talk to God if you like", says Jesus.

This appears acceptable to the Muslim and off they go. Jesus lets the Muslim into a big room and leaves him. After a few moments there is a puff of smoke and God appears.

"Yes, what seems to be the problem here?" booms God.

The Muslim is very worked up by now. "Look, I don't get what's happened here, I want to talk to the prophet Mohammed!"

"Would you like a cappuccino?"

"Okay, okay," says the Muslim, "I'll have a f**king cappuccino - now will someone please let me speak to the prophet Mohammed."

"Two cappuccinos, Mohammed," says God.

I can see a FATWA coming for this.

The prophet Mohammed (Pbum) running the Pearly gates Takeaway , Now we know where the 72 Virgins come from.

made me laugh out loud

ALLAKAKA wrote:The prophet Mohammed (Pbum) running the Pearly gates Takeaway , Now we know where the 72 Virgins come from.

The Virgins' Association in my home town are holding their annual general meeting on Saturday night...in a telephone kiosk behind Asda.

i don't believe there is a virgin in your town m'lud at least not over the age of 14