Pecking Order
Everybody on Earth dies and goes to heaven. God greets them and says, “Men, make two lines: one for those who dominated their women and one for those who were whipped. All the women can go with St. Peter.”
After about an hour, God returns to find 2.5 billion men standing in the whipped line and only one guy in the dominant line.
“You men should be ashamed of yourselves!” God cries. “I created you in my image, and all of you cowed down to women? Can any of you explain this?” No one dares says a word.
God then turns to the man standing alone and says, “Tell me, my son, how did you manage to be the only one on this line?”
“I don’t know,” the guy replies. “My wife told me to stand here.”
:) :) :)
Everybody on Earth dies and goes to heaven. God greets them and says, “Men, make two lines: one for those who dominated their women and one for those who were whipped. All the women can go with St. Peter.”
After about an hour, God returns to find 2.5 billion men standing in the whipped line and only one guy in the dominant line.
“You men should be ashamed of yourselves!” God cries. “I created you in my image, and all of you cowed down to women? Can any of you explain this?” No one dares says a word.
God then turns to the man standing alone and says, “Tell me, my son, how did you manage to be the only one on this line?”
“I don’t know,” the guy replies. “My wife told me to stand here.”
:) :) :)