A man dies and goes to heaven. At the gates, St. Peter offers him a tour on his way to his quarters. St. Peter takes the man down a beautiful road paved with gold bricks. They pass a beautiful, tall, Cathedral-like building. It's huge, with stained glass windows and angels carved into the stonework. People are quietly filing into the front door as music from a beautiful pipe organ emanates from within.
"Wow!" exclaims the man. "What a beautiful building! Who are those people?"
"Them? Those are all the Catholics. They're getting ready to have high mass." St. Peter replies.
"Oh." says the man, as they continue walking down the street.
Next they approach a large grassy area with a modest red brick building that has a tall white steeple at the top. There are huge tables all over the lawn covered with dishes of Cool-Whip salad, fried chicken wings, watermelon and every casserole imaginable. People are eating to their heart's content and laughing, talking and socializing as their children run around playing in the grass.
"St. Peter, who are all those people?" the man asks.
"Oh those people? Those are the Baptists. They're having another one of their picnics or something." The man nods in understanding.
Soon St. Peter and the man start walking into and area with lots of trees. It looks like their nearing the woods. As they walk deeper into the trees, the man notices a clearing into the distance. There's a small village of stone buildings, streams of white smoke puffing from the chimney tops, and beautiful flower and vegetable gardens around the homes. People are quietly milling around and talking.
"St. Peter, who are those people?" the man asks.
"Shhh!" shushes St. Peter with his finger to his mouth. "Those are the Jehovah's Witnesses. They think they're the only ones up here."
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Actually, the punchline had a different religion in it, but I still thought it was funny!
Andi